Sandy Supposes....

Am I Here to Embarrass My Kids?

PROMPT: Creation Saturday! What's your purpose?

          Hmm, this is quite the question. Why am I here? At one time, I thought I was meant to be a cookie tester. It was a role I explored wholeheartedly. Long ago, I accepted that I was many things to different people. I was born a daughter, a big sister, a grandchild, a niece, a cousin... In time, I became a friend, a wife, an aunt, a mother, and a grandmother. I suppose my purpose was to be part of a family.

         If my offspring were to ponder my purpose they'd probably claim that I exist to embarrass them.I laugh too much. I'm a loud speaker that ignores hisses and hushes. I strike up conversations with strangers. I am unapologetically klutzy. I stare, marvel, ooh, and ahh because I'm often a wide-eyed tourist. Yes, I belt out song lyrics in public. My Mom memory recalls family history, and sometimes I choose to commemorate these events in stories. My purpose is to keep my children on their toes wondering what I will do next.