10 Things I love about me

I try to be a hide behind the bushes type of person these days so publishing on the interweb how fabulous I think I am seems to be somewhat of a contradiction. However, this is me branching out some.

Name
It means Clear and Bright. What’s not to love about that? The coolest thing was that I was originally called something else, but my parents changed it (would have made my life easier if they had done this officially way back when but you can’t win them all).

Bookworm
Fear not, when I say bookworm I don’t mean in the antisocial way although I too have my bad days. I love though that I can pick up a book and whatever else is happening in the world fades to grey.

Dimple
Yes, you heard right. Clare has one dimple. Which makes me even more unique than those of you with two. My Grandma used to tell me that God gave me one dimple so that boys would know which side to kiss. I hope by the time I’m 89 I will have more of an insight into both boys and dimples:)

Eyes
I love eyes. I like to imagine what they have seen. But what I love the most about mine is that they change colour. The used to be hazel when I was little and now they are a strange green colour and when I am really happy or excited they turn amber

Words
I love writing. Whether you think I am any good at it or not is completely irrelevant. I love that when I get a picture in my head I can find words so that other people can see it too. I might not always be able to tell people how I feel but if I can find a pen and paper and half an hour I might be able to show them instead.

Imagination
What must it be like for people who do not know how to use their imagination. As Anne of Green Gables would put it:-

“Isn’t it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive–it’s such an interesting world. It wouldn’t be half so interesting if we know all about everything, would it? There’d be no scope for imagination then, would there?”

Optimism
I would be kidding myself if I tried to tell you that I never curl up in a ball and think of all the bad things in the world. But I try and look on the bright side, and I think I am a better person because of it.

Super Aunt
I like to think that I am a pretty decent Aunty. Seeing my boys when I get home from work is the best part of my day and they love me in that crazy unconditional way that only kids seem to be able to do. I would do anything for them.

Daughter
I am a pretty crappy daughter. I know that I hurt my parents more than they will ever let on, and they love me anyway. The reason why I love being a daughter though is that it reminds me that there are second chances. Even when I know I stuff up, there are reasons to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and soldier on.

Man in the Sky
He made me. Nuf said