Saturday, January 22, 2011

Dad and Ducks



And maybe I just wanted to see the same strength in myself that I saw in my dad.  I thought that would please me.  


I saw strength in my mother, but gaged it by her shape, her height, her suit, her voice, the way she managed her staff and students. 


But strength knew no frame.  So this type of beauty, I could attain.  


It was closer to reach for than Venus.  In fact, the only thing I had in common with her was the long hair.  But without breasts, or hips, I didn't measure up.  So it was easier to be an okay looking tomboy, to a lacking woman.  


The "Bobbi" costume fit better than "Malia".


I was wearing my hair down in this photo because I was feeding ducks, but if I was playing dodgeball...

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