Pink is a girl color, right! Well, what if you are a girl, but you DONT LIKE PINK?
As a little girl, my mother dressed me in shades of pink; in frilly, lacy dresses. I Guess I didn’t mind, then. So when did the change take place?
I think I evolved into pants and sneakers, or Tomboy attire, when we moved about an hour out of the main city of Minneapolis, Minnesota.
We were moving “up north” to Big Lake, having just purchased 85 acres of land for a campground and lodge – Tracy’s Lodge and Lakeside Camping. That was 1971, and I was 10 years old.
I am the oldest of five: four girls, about two years apart, and then my brother, twelve years younger than me.
My parents, and those of us kids who could help, were very busy clearing land for campsites. Pants seemed more practical for us girls at that time, because we were always getting dirty. And, when I wasn’t working, I was climbing trees, playing with wild animals, fishing, and all sorts of non-traditional “girl” activities.
But there was another reason I stopped liking dresses, and PINK.
I didn’t realize it until 30 years later, but the realization changed my life forever.
If you want to hear more, go to my BOOK page and buy my book, or scroll down to the bottom for a link to my Facebook Group site, “Darkness and Lighr – The Little Girl in Pink” (A Journey from Fear to Faith).
I am currently working on a companion Bible Study & Devotional that will take you, in depth, through each illustration of the book. Please pray for me as I complete it.