As a teenage, I hated wearing homemade sown clothes. It was a big deal to go shopping to get shoes, a huge treat. Today, I am so THANKFUL, I was not a spoiled, indulged child. As the oldest kid you get all the "break-ins" from parents. They were hard on me and never told me how good I was. Mom could not say one nice thing about me. She called me her BRAT! ...... lol - I skipped school one day to get away from all the pressure. Dad found out I played hooky, swinging on playground swings. Nothing but a bad rap from Dad.
But today, I take pride in my hard work. I have self-satisfaction for making the world a beautiful and happy. My ex-Mormon Bishop husband never lifted a finger to do anything unless he wanted to. The good from this Mormon Temple Marriage experience and his misogynist attitude (men who hates women) - who beat me down to nothing with his lack of love and words.
My hard work is not unnoticed. I AM PRIDE! I put out positive and now asking for it to return ALL back to me!