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Saturday, December 26, 2009

Goodbye Nails.. Goodbye.

The story and truth behind my nails..
My big long claws.. My witch nails..
(lol)

I was Blessed (From my Dad's side of the family)
With nails that grow forever..
They are strong, Hard, Long nails....
Not too many people can grow long natural nails...
Either that or they dont even care to try....

Alright, here's the deal...
My Aunt Lizzy died September 26th, And since then i have not clipped, filed,
Or cut my nails in any way... Why?

Because they look EXACTLY like hers.
The way they grow, The length, The way some of them curl (lol)
They are just like her's.. So in memory of her, I have let them grow out..

I can remember always bitching at her about her nail's too, hahaha
I'd say- OMG Aunt Lizzy!! Cut your nails!! They are too long!
That's nasty!!! They look gross!!!!! lol And she never would cut them..
She loved her long nails.

So as a reminder of her, I've let mine grow out just like hers.
Because she is gone, And i'll never see her hands again,
I'll never see her nails again.. And i'll never be able to pick on her about her nails again, lol (well maybe one day.. but i doubt when we see eachother again we'll be discussing nails hah!)

Alriiight, Anyway's.....
Yesterday on Christmas Day....
My pinky nail cracked, So i had to clip it off...
It's very short, And now my hands look stupid...
I have all long nails on each finger..
(except my thumbs.. i cut those off for texting! lol)

Maybe it happened for a reason,
Maybe yesterday it cracked so i could let go of whatever you would call this..


So.... Im considering today... Because of the un-even-ness of my nails, And the fact that they are so long they are messing my up TYPING.........................
(and they are kind of starting to hurt, i keep hitting them on things)

Im considering, clipping them ALL off......

Which means, Good-Bye Aunt Lizzy..
Im letting go of the memory.. Of your death....
The memory of letting them grow just so i could think of you when i look at my hands, since you passed.

I can grow them back anytime.........
And i will always think of you, Regardless of my hands/nails.

I think it's time to let them go,
So i can type my 1000000000000000000000 words per second ;P

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