Thursday's child has far to go.
I mentioned in a previous post that my birthday this year (which is next week -- apparently I am so excited to turn 50 I was hoping it would happen a week early -- or I'm already suffering from dementia), anyway, my birthday this year falls on the same day that I was born, a Thursday. According to the nursery rhyme, children born on Thursdays have "far to go."
Monday's child is fair of face. Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe. Thursday's child has far to go. Friday's child is loving and giving. Saturday's child works hard for a living, But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day, Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.
And if it's written, of course there is some truth to it. I used to so wish I could have been "fair of face" or "loving and giving." "Far to go"? Who wants that? However, it does suit me, I've always been a late bloomer, always a bit behind in figuring out what I want to do or be. And I've decided that's not such a bad thing. If any of you caught Oprah on Wednesday, Maria Shriver was on and shared her story of still figuring out who she is after 52 years. Having grown up in a family that dictated to her to what she should be, she is now discovering it for herself. She made a good point. We're all constantly evolving into who we are. We don't become fully devloped at 10 years old, 20, 30, 40 or even 50. It's exciting to know that there are still things to discover about yourself and still ways to grow. So, now I get to tag some people. I know this has been going around for a while, so you haven't been tagged and want to jump in, please do. I would love to see what Bill, Bev, Tristi, and Bill, I'm curious what Carolyn would write.