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If The Hat Fits Wear It As Women, we go through many stages in our lives and we all wear hats that identify our roles. Mothers, caregivers, partners, cooks, sexual goddesses. Here is peek into one woman's life and the many hats she has had to wear Intro to Rose's world
If there were seasons of life I would be right smack in the Dog days of Summer. Chillaxin, If you will, stocking and harvesting for the fall and winter of life ahead. This is supposed to be the most rewarding time of my life when I approach reaping what I sow. Truth is Never before in MY life have I been more ME, the individual. I am woman hear me roar!!!! I'm old enough to know better but young enough to do it anyway. I have to wonder: where exactly does a middle aged woman (50) truly fit in society, family and relationships? It's like adolescence all over again. To old for half the people and too young for the senior rest. Somehow I do not feel I am reaping what I have sewn. That has become a disappointment to me. IN all I am proud of my accomplishments and for once ME. The individual, the woman. Maybe that IS reaping what I had sewn. I am a person of conviction and principle. I accepted the responsibilities given me in life and was/am accountable for those. I wore the HATS that family, relationships and society expected me to wear for as long as was necessary to get the job done. Indeed there does come a time when the responsibilities of most those hats are finished . When each person has accomplished the needs of the current hats. I wore hats as a daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, student, teacher, friend, lover, wife, mother employee, accountant, small engine/ electronics/auto repair, housekeeper, landscaper, secretary, bookkeeper, Nurse, caretaker and kin-keeper. I have to say and all involved would agree that I wore those hats efficiently and effectively and worked hard to have the duties and responsibilities done well. They were. Fortunately or unfortunately which ever way you look at it hats that you wear for others wear out and are no longer needed. You fulfill the obligations and duties of wearing those hats. I know when you are lacking in hours in the day, doing tricks to keep all them balanced at once and are overwhelmed by them it is hard to look ahead and see they will not be a necessity later. If U just hang in with them at the time the thought is you will be rewarded the benefits. I have Graduated college with honors but I am a lifetime student of life. In the past 7 yrs my grandparents and parents have passed. Although once in place I will always be a mother I have no children to raise. I am retired so no longer an employee. I am no longer wife and lover after 26 yrs because when the hats fell away ,I was just me. To him me alone wasn't enough for him to accept, know and respect. He only knew the Hatted me. I am not in a significant relationship ATM so all my hats that I wore for so long hang unused, retired on my proverbial wall of life. All the hats I wear today are for me, the individual woman I am. At the time all this came about I was 41 and for the first time in my life I was left with just me. SO there was understandably sheer panic because I didn't know who or what I was. So without hats was there life? was I anything? I had always had the hats to hide myself from myself and the world seemingly fulfilled. I never had to think or know ME before then. No one else had ever cared enough to ask, look for or appreciate me either. I grasp for any hat to wear so long as I wasn't just me. There were many mistakes and trespasses made in my panic to not be just me. To avoid that great powerful woman in the mirror. After a long heartfelt search I found the hat I need to wear and it was there all along just under the surface waiting to bloom in the light. The Hat of caretaker, lover, friend to the me I was meant always to be. MY journey without hats led me to know and understand I have so much more to offer this world in the REAL me. I am an articulate, wise, intellectual, smart, humorous, caring, vivacious, passionate, sensual, sexual, insightful, intuitive, responsible, enticing, inviting, accountable, joyful, witty, considerate, generous, empathetic, sympathetic, loving REAL WOMAN of character. Age does not matter I can and am able be whatever I want to be to any person who appreciates and respects me being ME. I can be a caretaker, lover, friend, or any hat applicable for this time of life but always from now forward must be appreciated and respected as ME wearing any I would wear. I hope to share my journey to me with many other women so they can see there is light at the end of that tunnel and with humor we can make it through all... I am a full grown woman and mostly a full bloomed ROSE. ~~<<~<@ ROSE

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If The Hat Fits Wear It

As Women, we go through many stages in our lives and we all wear hats that identify our roles. Mothers, caregivers, partners, cooks, sexual goddesses. Here is peek into one woman's life and the many hats she has had to wear

Intro to Rose's world

If there were seasons of life I would be right smack in the Dog days of Summer. Chillaxin, If you will, stocking and harvesting for the fall and winter of life ahead. This is supposed to be the most rewarding time of my life when I approach reaping what I sow. Truth is Never before in MY life have I been more ME, the individual. I am woman hear me roar!!!! I'm old enough to know better but young enough to do it anyway. I have to wonder: where exactly does a middle aged woman (50) truly fit in society, family and relationships? It's like adolescence all over again. To old for half the people and too young for the senior rest. Somehow I do not feel I am reaping what I have sewn. That has become a disappointment to me. IN all I am proud of my accomplishments and for once ME. The individual, the woman. Maybe that IS reaping what I had sewn.

I am a person of conviction and principle. I accepted the responsibilities given me in life and was/am accountable for those. I wore the HATS that family, relationships and society expected me to wear for as long as was necessary to get the job done. Indeed there does come a time when the responsibilities of most those hats are finished . When each person has accomplished the needs of the current hats. I wore hats as a daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, student, teacher, friend, lover, wife, mother employee, accountant, small engine/ electronics/auto repair, housekeeper, landscaper, secretary, bookkeeper, Nurse, caretaker and kin-keeper. I have to say and all involved would agree that I wore those hats efficiently and effectively and worked hard to have the duties and responsibilities done well. They were.

Fortunately or unfortunately which ever way you look at it hats that you wear for others wear out and are no longer needed. You fulfill the obligations and duties of wearing those hats. I know when you are lacking in hours in the day, doing tricks to keep all them balanced at once and are overwhelmed by them it is hard to look ahead and see they will not be a necessity later. If U just hang in with them at the time the thought is you will be rewarded the benefits.

I have Graduated college with honors but I am a lifetime student of life. In the past 7 yrs my grandparents and parents have passed. Although once in place I will always be a mother I have no children to raise. I am retired so no longer an employee. I am no longer wife and lover after 26 yrs because when the hats fell away ,I was just me. To him me alone wasn't enough for him to accept, know and respect. He only knew the Hatted me. I am not in a significant relationship ATM so all my hats that I wore for so long hang unused, retired on my proverbial wall of life. All the hats I wear today are for me, the individual woman I am.

At the time all this came about I was 41 and for the first time in my life I was left with just me. SO there was understandably sheer panic because I didn't know who or what I was. So without hats was there life? was I anything? I had always had the hats to hide myself from myself and the world seemingly fulfilled. I never had to think or know ME before then. No one else had ever cared enough to ask, look for or appreciate me either. I grasp for any hat to wear so long as I wasn't just me. There were many mistakes and trespasses made in my panic to not be just me. To avoid that great powerful woman in the mirror. After a long heartfelt search I found the hat I need to wear and it was there all along just under the surface waiting to bloom in the light. The Hat of caretaker, lover, friend to the me I was meant always to be.

MY journey without hats led me to know and understand I have so much more to offer this world in the REAL me. I am an articulate, wise, intellectual, smart, humorous, caring, vivacious, passionate, sensual, sexual, insightful, intuitive, responsible, enticing, inviting, accountable, joyful, witty, considerate, generous, empathetic, sympathetic, loving REAL WOMAN of character. Age does not matter I can and am able be whatever I want to be to any person who appreciates and respects me being ME. I can be a caretaker, lover, friend, or any hat applicable for this time of life but always from now forward must be appreciated and respected as ME wearing any I would wear. I hope to share my journey to me with many other women so they can see there is light at the end of that tunnel and with humor we can make it through all... I am a full grown woman and mostly a full bloomed ROSE.

~~<<~<@ ROSE