Curls and lace

I am such a romantic! I miss those times when I was a little girl and I sat with a book and a journal in my grandmother's little house for hours and just dream. I'd read Anne of Green Gables and the Emily books, and I loved Sarah Plain and Tall as well. My life has taken such a turn from that part of my life fifteen years ago. I am at a point where I want to get back to that simple, beautiful innocence and femininity. Who says I must be a certain way but my society? I have let my environment influence me for the last time. If I wish to be simply sweet and wear pretty dresses, writing in a notebook and drinking tea, it is my right as a woman. I am a lady. I am ashamed of many things I have done and said in the past ten years. I wish to return to myself, the real self who had long curly hair, loved to dress up and write. The real me who loved everyone and was kind. I am ashamed of my peers, the way they dress and behave around men. I confess to have also done the same and it is time we stop to think about our actions. Christians are to be set apart, not blend in so easily with this disgusting and twisted, selfish world. I have failed this noble calling but I have hope to improve just as sure as the sunlight coming through my window.