The 47th Grammy Awards are on tonight. There's a history with this award's show with my family. Well, any awards show for that matter. We're big awards show people. When I was growing up, we'd always congregate in front of the TV and root for our favorites-- it was a special night. And yes, we'd watch ALL the show, not just certain parts. My parents would let us stay up past our bedtime to watch and tell us to go to bed right after. They always let us watch the whole thing.
I remember feeling like I was a part of something special, watching people win their awards. I know that it probably didn't seem like a big deal to some, and it's not like I'd ever know any of those celebrities. But when you're a kid, you don't think about that. Well, at least I didn't. I just wanted to watch people win and feel like I was a part of it somehow; it allowed me to dream of the possibilities of what I could accomplish. I think most of us as children feel that way about ourselves, but in the midst of growing up, we lose that, or it's harder to remember that our possibilities are endless. I am trying to refresh my memory on that. I have been thinking about my achievements in life that were significant to me, dating back to my earliest childhood memories. It's an interesting exercise to go back in time and be reminded of the things that you were most proud of in your earlier years. I think everyone should try and come up with 15 achievements, not necessarily things that others would feel were important, but things that made you feel good or proud. It opens the door to new possibilities. Funny how the past sometimes does hold the key, or at least a good reminder of the key you hold in the present.
Good luck to all my favorites (that means you) tonight.
Do people walk away from being with me having a sense that they are loved, worthy, and have much to offer?
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- I'm a Cancer. I have curly hair. I practice yoga. I knit. Music is my muse. Food is my friend. I dabble in aromatherapy. I am hardly ever without a good lotion or a choice essential oil. Sometimes I cry, but I laugh mostly. Everyone should sleep on nice linens. I like people with good hearts. My favorite colour is red. Curtains dress up a room nicely. I'm an Indian Princess.
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