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There’s a world out there ~ I want you to have!

There’s a world I want you to have,
one that I don’t know will exist in my lifetime,
but I want you to have it anyway.
One where you care more about thinking and learning
than looking in the mirror and worrying about what other people are thinking.
One where you care more about you’re putting into your head
than what you are putting into your mouth.
One where it’s okay to not want to join clubs,
talk endlessly about boys,
and muse about unimportant questions
(does he like me?).
One where you don’t spend days, months, years locked up
in a quest that is ultimately on its own timeline, its own
‘where we’re
supposed to be’ of it all. 
One where you don’t treat others like pieces of furniture,
and they offer you the same consideration—male and female.
One where you will never be someone’s house pet.
One where you carve out the ability to turn loneliness into solitude
and then into something even more beautiful—enjoying your own company.
One where you rely more on books than you do on the opinions of your friends.
One where your life goals involve your intellect and not your waistline,
your talents not your shade of lip gloss, your skills not your skinny jeans.
One where landing your dream job means a whole lot more than landing your dream man.
One where courage still counts for something.
It takes courage to break away from the herd of lemmings
and not sail over that cliff into a very uncertain landing.
One where you might get married, if you want, or not get married, if you don’t want.
And for the love of God—only have children if you are ready to give up a whole other portion of your life.
Don’t have them because everyone else is, or because you got a jolt holding someone else’s baby.
That’s the world I want for you.
The one no one told me about, the one I had to blindly grope towards,
for thirty-odd years before a sense of my own identity finally arrived.
I only hope that you get to savoir it much earlier than I did. Love Mom….
I’m kindaof a Countrygirl…
I’m kindaof a Countrygirl…
Country Life. “Life must be lived and curiosity kept alive.” -Eleanor …
why i love cowboy boots…
it’s not because they go with everything….they do though.
it’s not because they help you ride a horse better…they do though.
it’s not because they get lots of attention….they do though.
I’m kindaof a Countrygirl cuz…
I love to go fishing
I love men who wear boots
I know how to brand cattle
I have bailed hay with my cousins
I know how to line dance
I feed the birds
I have helped milk a cow
I have bottled my own food
I love to hang clothes on a clothesline
I love hollyhocks in my floweer gardens
I’ve drank water from a strem
I own so many cowboy boots
I love country music
I love to ride horses
I have been to the sales barn
I love to go camping
I kinda like cowboys
I love campfires
I love `ole blankets
I love plaid anything
I have made quilts
I have carried water
I have used an out house
I love sunsets
I love the rodeo’s
I love men in cowboy hats
I have grown a garden
I have played in haystacks
I have touched a frog
I have dug for worms
I have gathered up wood
I know how to start a camp fire
I own a truck
I have climb many tree’s
And swung from many trees
Played in the ditch
I have made my own rugs
I have made home made bread
I know how to sew
I can drive a tractor
I have ice skated on frozen ponds
I know how to saddle a horse
The Beauty of the Cowgirl
For one, they spend time outdoors. A lot of time. So much that every inch of their face, style and body reflects it, cowgirl or boy, whether it’s in the form of deeply tanned skin, dusty boots or strong build. A quick way to tell a real-deal cowgirl or boy from the urban variety is in their movements, strong and purposeful and unhurried all at once. That, and a glance at their hands. The hands of the real deal are muscular and constantly being used to tie something or grasp something or direct something. They are typically thick, strong and sinewy and lined. Like the face, there is a lot of authenticity in the hands of the cowgirl or boy.























































