Attitude
I was looking through more of those old slides yesterday and found this:
It was 1982. I was 17 and we were taking a family vacation in Washington state the summer after graduation.Was I really angry? Annoyed? Bored? Tired? Frustrated? Amused? Dad was pointing a camera at me, that is more than enough to raise my hackles!
That forehead frown is still a daily part of my life. It’s frustrating, yet unconscious. I often show way more in my facial expressions than I intend. Starr calls me on it all the time! Usually it’s about nothing. Really. A manifestation of my headache, a stray thought, the light hurts my eyes…but I just know that people around me are wondering “what the eff’s up with her??” I am sorry. It’s not you….usually.
