Welcome to Seed’s Life installment # 3 points 11-15. If you happen to be worried about these little snippets ever coming to an end. Don’t. As long as I am breathing, my life will be constantly updated. Without the usual long winded enlightening rant, here are the next points in this segment. All I ask is that you enjoy and use this information delicately.
Seed’s Life.
(Points 11-15)
- I was born in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. My birth was shrouded in secrecy. Though I was born in Edmonton, I am not entirely sure who I lived with for my first 5 years of existence. Some theories suggest that I was put in a bag and thrown into the lake with the rest of the unwanted kittens, only to break free and swim to freedom, roaming the streets of Western Canada looking for answers for those first years. I have also lived in Saskatoon, Regina, Owatonna Minnesota (only for 2 months) and Vancouver.
- I feel lost at times. I think it is because I never really had a feeling of belonging. I fit in everywhere, while at the same time I don’t really fit in anywhere. I like individuals - not groups. Strangely though, I like to get the group together. What the hell does that say about me. Don’t worry I am confused as well.
- I watched my father take his last breath on July 17th 1985 the day after my birthday. I watched my mother die on December 12th 1987. I can’t express how much those events have impacted me. The day my Mother died was the day my life changed forever. I was no longer part of the family. I never understood that. It came clear in 2003. My parents came back to life. They just didn’t want me. I don’t want to hear the excuses. You’ve impacted my life. Shame on you.
- I was a mix of Scottish and Romanian for most of my life. Last year I found out I am actually British. I don’t have an explanation for my eye brows now. When I was Eastern European it made more sense.
- When I was young I wanted to be a professional football player. Instead I pursued golf. I was pretty good. I actually won my division at a Junior tournament once. No one noticed. So I started playing baseball. I was an All Star and City Champion. No one noticed. So I started playing tennis. No one noticed. So I decided that football was the answer. I was pretty good. I was on a Provincial Championship Team and a few years later a National Championship Team. No one noticed. At my games my dad talked about his son Don. My name is Lindsay. I played out a similar scenario at school. One year honor role, the next almost failing out, followed again by the the honor role the next. I am not bitter. Maybe a bit. Maybe if I would have been noticed I would have picked one thing and went for it. I am glad I didn’t. I wouldn’t be who I am today.
Check back in a week for points 16-20. By the way I highly recommend this exercise to each and every one of you, it may help you to unlock the doors to the future. See you again soon!!!
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