No, I am not talking politics. I am actually talking or should I say writing about left-handed and right-handed people.
I myself am right-handed. My father though is left-handed. When I was young he was the one who taught me to tie my shoes. That being said, so now when I tie my shoes I tie them backwards. Who would have thought?
So when I had my daughter, I taught her how to tie her shoes and she too ties them backwards. When she started playing softball she went to the plate to bat left-handed. I did not correct her and when she would bat people would stare and ask if she is left-handed. The answer is no. She is right-handed.
When I was young I placed my fork and pencil between my index and bird finger. Is that wrong? No! but my mother would not have a daughter that was different so she would smack my hand at the dinner table to get me to stop it. I am dumb-founded as to why it even mattered to her. Sometimes I go back and use my fork or pen that way but it seems odd to me now.
I do like to sometimes be different and I like to be out of the box sometimes.
So if you’re a lefty or a rightly…be yourself and if it’s different than someone else….even better!
Peace Out!
Dear Boo 