Once I was 7 years old {My Birthday Post}

Hi everybody,

Today is my birthday!!! 🙂 I wanted to post a little differently today, you must have heard the song “Once I was 7 years old” by Lucas Graham? Well, I thought let me follow in that reign.

Once I was 7 years old, I thought my life was perfect, I had a little brother I adored, parents who loved me and everything felt right with the world,

Then I turned 9 years old and needed to change schools, I was terrified but it turned out amazing. I had an amazing teacher, so many friends and was flourishing in every way possible, ever the little Miss Popular.

As I turned 11 years old my life changed, my parents got divorced, I fell seriously ill, I thought my life was falling apart. My parents remarried and a few girls in my class laughed at me that “little miss perfect was now not so perfect anymore”

When I turned 14 years  old I started high school, I lost my oomph and thrived in being introverted with the library as my space of comfort, I now had a little sister and little brother who I adored. I spent many of my teen years trying to figure out who I was, rebelled a bit (albeit within reason) and waivered between being  who I thought I wanted to be vs who I thought I was expected  to be. My family however were my strongest supporters, in losing my parents being together, I gained 2 more parents who loved me just as much.

As I turned 19 years old, after having my heart broken for the millionth time and being bullied in high school, I realized that I didn’t need anybody to complete me, that I would be okay on my own [being self-sufficient y’all]. It was in realizing my own worth that I met Superman. <3

Once I was 22 years old, I was planning my engagement, more siblings at my side, a few stumbles along the road, and planning my wedding that were to take place 2 years later.

Today I am 29 years old, a mother of 2 amazingly awesome little boys, a wife, a nerd, a construction woman, a Harry Potter fanatic and friend.

Looking back, I realized that life never meant to break me, it only wanted me to grow, and in bringing me to my knees, it gave me the opportunity to put my head to the ground to pray and be humble.

I may not have it all figured out, and I look forward to everything there is to learn, so I leave you with this….whenever life knocks you down, wipe the blood off your face, lift yourself up, even if it takes the last ounce of strength you have, and tell life, “you hit like a bitch”.


Always with Love & Peace




2 Comments Add yours

  1. ChevsLife says:

    Happy Birthday, hope you had a great day!

    1. DragonMommy says:

      Thank you hun!

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