It wasn’t OK to wonder. Now it is.
Advice for my fellow Jersey Girls: Get. Out of here. And stay forever young.
Get out of town. And if you can’t get out of town, get out of yourself. Get used to being uncomfortable and lost. If anyone can do it, we can. And should. We have this one awesome life to give.
We were more like adults of the 80s. Just in children’s bodies. Growing with the flow of the others placed in our sandbox.
Ew. Remember sandboxes?
Skinned knees, broken hearts, championships, promotions, moving days and starting over. We grow like trees, from the inside out. Each experience and trip around the sun leaving rings and layers around our truest, purest center. Existing amongst the seasons.
We are naturally molded and shaped and steered by the environment that provides us life. Whether or not we branch out to challenge and grow, our proud roots remain. Our connection to the earth. Is that why we played in sandboxes??
So go. Get out. Even if it’s just ‘cross the river to the New York side. Getting out of the layers – or back through them – might make you more than (just) a Jersey girl, but also a human force to be reckoned with.
… may sunshine and happiness surround you when you’re far from home.
And my you grow to be proud, dignified and true.
And do unto others as you’d have done to you.
Be courageous and be brave.
And in my heart you’ll always stay…