Something I've been thinking about a lot lately is what makes up the essentials of a person. In other words, what makes you, you? What makes me, me? If you took out all of the fluff of life (well most of the fluff- I can't tell you with good conscience that I don't have some fluff mixed in with the steel), all of the extenuating circumstances what would be there? What sticks?
I've been marinating on this for quite sometime and if you'll bear with me, I think I'll give it a go.
The essentials of Jess.
-I believe in childhood. In all its magic and adventure. I believe in it. It's the reason I went into teaching, it's what excites me about being a mom. They are the memories I cherish from my childhood. Exploring waterfalls with my Grandma that I distinctly remember as a secret fairyland. Make believe and fairytales. I live for it.
-I love to read. From the time I was old enough to dive into Goosebumps (terrible I know) I've been staying up until all hours of the night getting sucked into fantasy and novels. As a child my mom would have to check my room several times a night to make sure I was actually asleep and not just biding my time until it was safe to whip out my flashlight. Now all I risk are raised eyebrows from the curly headed boy I sleep next to. But I'm pretty sure he thinks it cute...right honey?
- I treasure things of the past. You could call this being sentimental I guess. Upon reflection I think I get this from my mom, who shares my love for Bing Crosby Christmas and mid century tableware. She always talked to us in reverence about the treasures of her relatives past gone and I think it is from this that my sentimentality towards "things" comes. Consequently, my love of thrifting/antiquing probably stems from this as well.
- I find the most beauty in wide open spaces. Green grass and God's raw creations. I know this is part of the cowgirl in me. I appreciate cities, I can see their beauty, but in my mind's eye they are nothing compared to mountains and rolling fields of wild oats.
- On the same hand, animals make me happy. No really though, they do. Part of the reason we got Watson was because I get homesick without animals- and even though he's a rascal sometimes, I'm glad to have him around to pet and cuddle whenever I ache for the ranch. When Steve and I first got married I had to sit down and have a talk with him about my expectations in life. That was this, that I wouldn't be my happiest unless I had a little bit of land with at least one horse, lots of kids and a few corgis too. And that dreamboat of a city loving man has never forgotten it.
- I love to create. I think all of us as God's creations have some sort of urge for creation. To make something all their own. A child of their mind's eye. I am not exempt from this. I attribute my love of decorating, sewing/refashioning, cooking, etc. To this. It makes me happy.
- I am a Mom. I know this sounds kind of strange because I've only technically been a mother for 8 months but a part of me feels like I've always been a mom and know I always will be. It's a part of the fabric of me that's wasn't just pasted in 8 months ago. It's always been there.
- I love family, in a selfish kind of when we're together nobody else is allowed kind of way! Ask my siblings- I've been known to guilt them into pure unadulterated family time...many times.
- I'm loyal. That may sound weird to say about myself but I am. Luckily I found a husband who is the same as me in this respect. I wouldn't say I'm the best at making friends, but once I do make them, I'm loyal to them. I'm the same with restaurants and family and dare I say even books? I don't know, it's just kind of a part of me- it sounds weird to say but it's true.
-I know my Savior lives.
and since this post is getting pretty long winded I'm going to stop there. These are the essential things that are a part of me no matter where I live or what stage of life I'm in. It's me.
(photos below are of the loot I brought back from the thrift store the other day- including the skirt I'm wearing, not the baby though ;-) )