I used to be angry as a little girl since my parents and family called me “WHY”. They said WHY is my middle name. I used to ask Why? for EVERYTHING. Or better Why-Why Why Why?!?! I wanna know why?!?! My parents said I was so curious that it was exhausting. Plus I was a rebel. Great combination. They joke I was such a cute little girl untill I started to talk (age 2-3?). Hm, not very long :-)
We are all laughing today about it. Probably because I moved out 25 years ago :-)
Today I am proud, looking back. I remember I didn’t do anything without explanation. It daily took longer to move on, but it was worth it, I guess. I hope I am still the same today.
So: question EVERYTHING! Every day. WHY? HOW? Actually Why not?So: question EVERYTHING! Every day. WHY? HOW? Actually WHY NOT?