A question I wished I would have asked was WHY. Why me for anything, if someone wanted me for something. I should have asked WHY ME. I sometimes don't understand why I was chosen to handle this , or do this , or was recommended for this. I love that I was and still am about the impress with everything I do and have done, but WHY ME. Every since elementary school all the way up until now I have been the only, maybe not the only one but the first option. I understand everything i do is my choice and yes, lots of things come a little more natural to me than others, but I just want to know why. I know all I have to do is ask but it be the same answer over and over again, never something different.
One thing I don't exactly remember is being born and growing up from the age of 1 to 4. Another thing was I don't remember how I broke my toe, I just knew I broke it I remember having a cast. Neither do I remember Pre K, all I remember taking the naps and eating gold fish, the rainbow kind. Surprisingly I don't remember 2nd grade either besides the movie we watched. I don't even know what movie it was.
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