It's been awhile since I've written something about me. Do you ever wonder what life is being Tasha. I can tell you I often wonder what life is like for my family and friends. What it means to be them. But this is what I can tell you about me.. This is me....
I'm the 7th child in a family of 13 kids, 2 parents, 4 in-laws , 5 almost 6 nieces (One niece I haven't met and hope to one day) 2 nephews. A big family that everyone constantly says will grow. But we still have a lot still single and not at all mingling into the dating world. I know every single family member, in law and nieces and nephews birthdays as well as 100 other birthdays without using a calendar. Meaning there's about 2 families in my church that I don't know their birthdays 6 singles that I don't know their birthdays. Most people find that amazing that I know everyone's birthday (which I don't) But as I've told some people. "Birthdays are the most important thing about you, it's what makes you stand out and shine." The world was lucky to have you. To the people I don't know their birthdays, I haven't really had the pleasure of getting to know World's greatest gift. And it doesn't mean I don't want to, sometimes my life takes me in a different direction.
Sometimes I like to think I'm such a girly on movies that drive my sisters nuts because they're just so girly. But as I got older I'm a mix. I don't like getting dirty but I don't flinch if a baby throws up on me or has a blow out. I'm deathly afraid of snakes but I will pick up a spider and put them in a jar to later dump on my little sister's bed when she's mean to me. (I did that once as a child) I would live in dresses if I could but I love wearing leggings just as much. The sparkliest it is the better. but most of my clothes are toned down colors.
I seem to be such an outgoing spontaneous person. But in reality if I don't have a plan, schedule and heads up, I'm not usually on board and I tend to get stress. I hate last minute stuff but I have been teaching myself for the last 3 years that not everyone is like you. None of your friends plan weeks in advance like you do and that's ok. So I instead try to be like them.
I'm not a verbal processor. Everything I share deeply with someone I've process and thought about for awhile before sharing. Sometimes I tend to share the same thing, because it means I've thought more about it. Take this for example. I've thought about writing about me for awhile but I thought about what I was sharing. I've erased so much and added because I'm still processing. A lot of times when I seem to let my mouth run, it's because it's been silently processing for awhile. A lot of people see me as someone who loves to talk, my family sees me as someone who talks when she's excited about something but as much as it seems each is me. I'm a dreamer, an observer and someone who loves to talk with you, but would prefer to have two sided conversations not just hearing the sound of my own voice.
I hate musicals, I hate the constant singing when it's not concert or church. I used to hate breaking in song because my siblings would constantly do it in a annoying way because they knew what annoyed you. Having to sit through talking that is about 2 minutes and then a 5 minute song makes me go crazy inside. I will not go to anything musical no matter who is going.
Dancing I do love...I hate the performing part that comes with it, but I use dancing as a way of feeling better about myself. A form of art I'm not graceful at but something I don't use perfection as a way of feeling better about myself. I see my flaws and success and instead I turn it all into joy.
I am one of the most sensitive eaters, some people call it picky. But there's a list of food I will not eat based on the texture of how it feels. I've spent this year getting over my food sensitive and sometimes I wonder if that's why I don't really eat.
Everyone has a love language, ways they feel love. For me personal touch is not something I like receiving or giving. Since a child I was never one to run up and hug you or really receive it.
So this is me...A dreamer.... someone who loves people but sometimes don't feel loved (Don't get me wrong, my life is full of love) someone who uses words to speak because the voice is hard to use. Someone who strives to fit in with her surrounding and daily blames God for making her black because it makes here stick out then just her skin tone being a different color. Hoping to be more encouraging this coming year and speak words of life and not ones that tear them down.
