Not exactly sure that’s a word, but spell check didn’t click in.
While “thrifting” in June I saw the most original book. How to be a Nonconformist! It’s a little paper back with flip pages written in 1968. The sketches are pen and ink by a teenager! I giggled as I flipped through the pages and bought it.
Non-conformist – that’s me!
I was the high school senior who wore a Mini dress to the Prom! And I had really short hair – not the long straight style of the day.
As a born and bred Southern Girl, I married a Yankee! Of a totally different religion! (Having a priest bless our wedding with a prayer was cause for a church board vote!)
Not living close to “Momma” came next as we moved away with the Army and lived in exciting wonderful places! – Yes, Kansas is wonderful!
US Army families became our family and enriched our lives with so many adventures.
Leaving “good job” after “good job” was my life of learning, not staying put for a “good pension”.
Happily, I’ve enjoyed wild and big red hair – not much sleek and smooth or predictable about me.
My art shows include this question – “Isn’t it sacrilege to cut up books and fold down the pages? “ I answer, “nope, it’s my art.”
These qualities make me feel like a nonconformist who really enjoys life.
Giggle with me, because someday you’ll look back and see yourself.
Will you be a nonconformist who is loving life and giggling too?
I hope so!