So a number of my friends have jumped on the “Throwback Thursday” trend. Apparently, each Thursday, you post a photo of yourself “way back when” I think this is a super cute idea, but I am going to take it in a different direction.
When I was a middle and high-schooler, I truly believed that I was a budding poet (and that I’d marry Isaac Hanson, we’d be married by the time I was 23, and along with my poetry, I’d be a famous photographer…we all had big dreams back in the day!). I have numerous journals filled with emo poetry and teenage angst.
One poem stands out in my memory because I distinctly remember writing it and taking it to my mother, who was folding laundry in the basement and proudly reciting it to her. When I was finished, she beamed, “Ashley, that was really good! You are a wonderful writer!” Now…she was of course supremely biased, but nonetheless, that comment stuck with me, and who knows…maybe it’s why I am here today writing. Lord knows that I am no poet, probably because I stopped writing poems around 11th grade, but my writing skills have developed into something that not only do I enjoy doing, but I think others enjoy as well!
Without further ado, here is my Mom-Approved, 13-year-old view on life: