Oprah Winfrey

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I really love Oprah. A lot of people don’t like her, don’t care for her or don’t have an opinion one way or the other, but I absulutely love her. She has very good insight, she shows great confidence but only after admitting that at many points in her life she had zero confidence. This women makes me crave turning 50. Becuase she has nothing but good things to say about it and I can’t wait to be there, without those feelings of insecurity. For as much as I have grown in my 20’s, it will be amazing to see where I’m at when I turn 50. I hope I’m lucky enough. What attracts me to Oprah is that whenever she relays a thought…almost always I can say, “oh I have felt that way and I’m not crazy.” She seems normal, like me, like anyone. I am so tired of being insecure. Physically tired. I think I may be missing that chip in my brain that controls my stress, my worry, my thoughts of, “Why does the kitchen floor get dirty so fast?” or “Why does the dog hair collect in all of the spots that I can’t see it?” My dog should be bald my now. Seriously. And now I should feel relief from half of these chores and I don’t. I feel more stress. Too bad being stressed didn’t burn extra calories. HA. That’s funny. Not really. It’s just something extra for my brain to worry about. I hate it. I think my brain is missing other things too. Like God was on the production line of brain building and he possibly took a break to answer a prayer when my brain came down the line. You know…and he turned around and he was said to himself, “Now did I already give her communication skills?” And maybe he didn’t want to give me too many so he just kept the line moving. That happened to me once when I was baking cookies and the phone rang. I had to start over. I recommend always starting over.

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