Well, I wasn't the OilGirl in 1990! I dreamed of marrying a cowboy or becoming a horse trainer and riding instructor. Even though I was interested in natural remedies, I didn't know anything about aromatherapy and essential oils. Being 17 years old, I felt like I was waiting for my life to begin. My family life was crumbling and I had no real friends to speak of. I had a healthy imagination and fantasized about what kind of life I would like to have. A writer? Singer? I had hope of better days anyway, in spite of enduring a pretty grim era in my life.
That year I lived in North Dakota with some friends for 6 months, met a German exchange student who is still a dear penpal to this day, and fell in and out of infatuation with a hunky Marine who didn't know I existed. I have to smile now at the waste of emotions that are spent at the age of 17!
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I came over through the blog hop...
That is so great that you are still dear friends and pen pals to someone that you met 20 years ago. Isnt it amazing what, where and who we were 20 years ago...in comparison to what, where and who we are now?
Blessings & Aloha!
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