Only a wise person listens and learns...

Mentoring is something my personality naturally rejects. I was the first-born, only child for many years, and I preferred to do things myself. As Ingrid Michaelson says in one of her songs: "I could write my name by the age of three, and I don't need anyone to cut my meat for me. I'm a big girl now, see my big girl shoes. It'll take more than just a breeze to make me fall over..."

Or so I thought.

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GLAMorous?!... Me?

"GLAM"... That's the last word that would ever be used to describe me! You might laugh, but those who know me could not agree more. I am what you could probably consider to be the farthest away from what one might consider glamorous. I have never been one for fashion, cute shoes, makeup or pink, shiny, glittery things. I've been the girl who's always in jeans, a t-shirt and flip-flops. On a good day my hair will be down and straightened, but there's a good chance it will just be up in a ponytail. As a young girl, I chose 4-wheelers over tutus and a ball game over a shopping trip... any day! My mom tells the story that the first time she held me she looked deep into my eyes and just knew that she had a little ballerina princess. Ha! By the time I was three she realized she didn't have a ballerina, but a ball player. The only thing I have to say about it? At least I'm a good ball player! :)

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