As I have stated before, I am red headed, fair skinned, and green eyed. When I was a little girl, I never liked pink for two reasons. The first being that all the girls had pink everything and I didn’t want to be like them. The second reason being, I didn’t think pink (any shade) went with my red hair. All my friends and even my sister (who is also red headed loved pink, but I hated it!
I didn’t even embrace the color pink when I had my daughter. I wasn’t going to force a color on her just because she was a girl! I would let her decide what color/s she liked.
My color, if I had one at the time, was primarily black. I didn’t think a red head could wear a lot of colors. I also didn’t realize at the time, that my unhappiness was showing.
I’m not sure when exactly things started to change for me. I know there were glimmers of color starting to show, but even then, it was primarily green because that was the color my ex-husband liked. I didn’t know I was lost in a colorless world.
I had married so very young. I had my first child at age twenty. I dropped out of college to be a stay at home mom. That was what the world could see of my life on the outside. No one knew what was going on internally.
As I said, I married young. I went from high school to college to married life in a span of a year and a half. I thought I knew who I was and what I wanted. The truth, however, was I went from being dependent on my parents to being dependent on my husband, never allowing myself the chance to figure out who I was as a person. I now know the first half of my life was an attempt at riding the waves of life and going through a torrid of emotions.
It wasn’t until my ex decided to work overseas that I had to figure out who I was. Looking back, I spent a lot of the first years of my life depressed. Depressed because I felt stuck and like I was failing at life. When he went overseas, I had no choice but to snap out of it and figure things out. I went through all those years he worked away from home fighting an inward battle between depression, responsibility, and a slow growing desire to finally know myself.
Just before COVID, I was living the life I thought I wanted. I was immersed in the author world. I was so successful, I had authors requesting my help in their own writing journeys. I was feeling great, or so I thought, because I was also an empty nester in a two story house with loneliness echoing off the walls. The color pink started seeping into my life then. Little did I know the impact it would make.
I had a friend that was an amazing artist. I made a request to purchase one of her pieces. The one I ended up with is called “The Shift” and it is full of various shades of pink. That painting catapulted everything!
My life did indeed seem to be shifting. The dark colors of depression were starting to fade away. My eyes and my heart were embracing color for the first time.
By the time COVID was in full swing, I had brought pink fully into my life. Everything that was making me happy had pink in it somewhere.
My grandmother’s dishes with the pink flowers that my parents gave to me.
The wall hanging my mother quilted for my home.
My clothes.
My wedding flowers, cake, and party dress.
Fast forward to now, I embrace the color pink because I understand why it is here and present in my life. I am the happiest I have ever been. I know who I am now. Bring on the pink!
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