Collecting Myself
My juvenile aspirations were not like any others––
my idols not my parents or my sisters or my brothers.
I wanted to be different, intrepid and exploring
regions and activities less mainstream and less boring.
I felt my whole identity tied up in what I did,
but my friends had just a glimpse of me–for most of me just hid,
waiting for a time when the world would want to see
all that biggest part of me that was really me.
When it finally happened, I came out bit by bit,
each part coming into view as I discovered it
through doing and by trying, by traveling and proving.
It seems I only sloughed off walls as I kept on moving.
Parts of me found here and there in every varied clime.
I’m still finding parts of me up to the present time.
Daughter, friend and lover, writer, artist, wife––
to discover all of them is what creates a life.
Today’s prompts are intrepid, differ, glimpse, juvenile and identity.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
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Soooo cute! 💙
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LOVE your horse. Oh, what I would have done even for a FAKE horse! I couldn’t be a leader of the banditos OR the Rangers!
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I was lucky enough to have an older sister. That had been her present a few years before. I remember going with my parents to get it in Rapid City, 150 miles away. I must have been 2 or 3. I’m sure she’ll correct me if I’m wrong but it is my first vivid memory..and no photos were taken.
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Very clever!!! I like it!
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Beautiful glimpse into you, Judy. And again, you’re so cute!
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I’ve aged a bit since then, Dolly.
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Did not!
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