Strong willed

"There was a little girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead.  When she was good she was very very good, but when she was bad she was horrid."  I seemed to hear that every day as a toddler and child.  I was a difficult child, a bull headed child, a stubborn child.

I was also a  bright child.  I soon learned to acquiesce to my superiors.  Then I was called, "a good girl."  And I was good.  Most children are truly good, but some of us feel compelled to do what we really believe is right.  I was a strong willed child.

And I am still strong willed.  Once I really believe, it is hard to stop me.  I am not engineered to yield no matter how much I might want to and I do want to.  I love peace even more than I hate discord.  I will go out of my way to do something without making waves or rocking the boat.  But if the boat must be rocked....

I will rock it.