Yesterday I shared my manifesto of sorts, and today I am sharing how that came to be.
MARCH 4TH 1989
I was born on my due date. The first and last time I have ever been on time. To a beautiful mother + loving father + older sister. I am who I am because of those wonderful people. They are the reason for all the things I am passionate about. Without growing up in that home, I would not be the woman I am today.
A HOME THAT ENCOURAGED CHASING DREAMS
This is the one that makes me cry while writing. My parents always encouraged me to chase my dreams.
When I was little, I wanted to be a singer. When I got serious about it, instead of laughing at me, or telling me I was too young, my parents found venues for me to sing at. They took me to by soundtracks to sing along to. They put me in singing lessons. They bought me clothes to wear when I would sing places.
They were all in for me.
Lots of time later, after two years at college, my dreams changed. I had decided that I wanted to go to art school. When I called home to talk to my parents about it, instead of being upset, they told me to chase my dreams.
A HOME THAT ENCOURAGED CREATIVITY
You might not know my mother, but if you did you would know where I get my creativity. Growing up, she was always making some craft, or learning something new, or creating something in the kitchen out of nothing. People always commented on how great she was at decorating our home. Basically, she just has all the creativity. And she passed that on to us.
A HOME THAT ENCOURAGED READING BOOKS
Books were always present in our house, and I remember my parents reading to us at a really early age. When my sister was learning to read, she would sit with my dad in his recliner and practice. So I would sit behind the recliner and try to learn too.
I was a voracious reader as a kid. I would always stay up way too late reading, and I always put my book under my pillow. I don't remember my parents ever discouraging my late night habits. And without them encouraging my reading, I don't think I would be the reader I am today. Because, guys, I love books.
A HOME THAT ENCOURAGED LISTENING TO MUSIC
There was always music playing in our house. And even more in our car. Remember those giant CD cases? We had several, FULLL of CDs. It was always exciting to pick out the music for the trip. We had some very specific mixes that we would listen to for specific trips. And Christmas. Oh the music we would listen to at Christmas.
And how could I forget. My mom has a very big love for 80s music. So she would make us listen to that, while she danced and sang along. When a song from high school would come on the radio she would call her BFFs and say "LISTEN!" and hold the phone to the speaker. Now she does this to us.
A HOME THAT ENCOURAGED SPENDING TIME WITH THE ONES YOU LOVE
We lived 3 hours from each set of grandparents. You would think that meant we didn't see them much growing up, but we did. Pretty much every other weekend, we would load up the car, pick a playlist, and drive east.
My parents always made it a priority to spend time with each other and those most important to us.
For real y'all, I have a great family, and sometimes I forget how much they did to make me who I am. I am so thankful for them.