80s Week

Megan has decided to devote this week to the 80s. I am sure that I can come up with many posts regarding that decade. Born in 1974, the 80s covered the years of my life six through sixteen.

As I reflected on the 80s I realized that they were some of the most happy and also the most difficult times of my life. I'm sure that doesn't sound original. Who doesn't have major ups and downs in childhood and into adolescence? I was a very happy child but the onset of puberty seemed to trigger a couple of hidden auto-immune things in me that have been at the base of my largest trials in life. I was diagnosed with Alopecia Areata just as I entered my teens and I began experiencing a lot of depression and, now that I can look back, some other mental issues. It is my theory that a lot of mental illness, including mine, is auto-immune. So, anywho...the first half of the 80s felt mostly like this:



































The Second half of the 80s had a lot of this (thank goodness for mom!):

The 80s were a time of discovering myself. A lot of my memories are tied very closely to music. I was a KJQ girl all the way with some occasional hip hop or rap mixed in, but mostly only for dancing pleasure with my friends. This song from Freur was one of my all-time favs of the 80s. And, strangely enough, I still really like it. So, I will come up with some 80s memories. Look for new posts coming soon (or avoid my jib for the rest of this week if you have no interest in my life during that precious decade).

Kelly, if this song doesn't make you want to leave a comment, then nothing will!