In Like a Lion

I found some journal prompts for March.  Here goes...

March 1, 2017

A Favorite Song Lyric.

This one popped into my head and I'm not sure why, but as far as secular songs go, this was one of my standards once upon a time:

Don't rake up my mistakes, I know exactly what they are
And what do you do?  You just sit there.
I've been stabbed in the back, so many many times,
I don't have any skin, but that's just the way it goes.

Morrissey, "Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself" on Vauxhall and I

That was a song from another era.  I was in a bad way emotionally.  I was very depressed that year and Steven Morrissey did nothing to help me out of it.  It was during my second year of college up in Northern Minnesota.

I thank God I'm no longer in that place in my life.  I didn't think I'd be able to get out of the rut at the time.  20 some years later, I am in a place I had never envisioned.  I never saw myself as a wife or a mother.  I grasped at so many paper straws.  I feel like I wasted so much time learning things the hard way.  I wouldn't change it for the world, though.