How I Became A Shameless Flirt
OK, I’m half kidding. I’m not really a shameless flirt. Well, not most of the time, anyway. There are certainly times when my darling husband would disagree, but most of the time I’m flirting with him anyway, so….
I think I got off topic there. Let’s see, how does this go? Oh, that’s right….
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Once upon a time, there was Girl. Girl was kind, smart, and maybe a little too desperate to find true love, but she did have an unhealthy obsession with fairy tales, so that’s to be expected. Girl meets guy in middle school and has a friend. Girl falls in love with guy in high school and has a boyfriend. Girl marries guy in college, and has a husband. Girl never learned to flirt, but Girl doesn’t really need to flirt, after all, she’s very happily married. Still, she is somewhat disappointed that she never got to experience this particular rite of passage.
Girl becomes Woman. Woman becomes Mother. Girl is no longer Girl, but Earth Mother. Breastfeeding, Sling-Wearing, Earth Mother. Earth Mother has no need to flirt. All is well.
After several years, Earth Mother is tired. Earth Mother becomes Woman, still Mother but so much more. Woman begins to feel a stirring in her bones. To her astonishment, Woman starts to become Girl. Girl wants to play and flirt! Woman tries to reason with Girl, saying, “Your time has passed. Wear brown and black clothes. Wear sensible shoes. You have no need to flirt.”
Girl laughs. Girl’s eyes sparkle. Girl puts on short red plaid skirt, polka-dotted panties, sexy bra, low-cut shirt and shoes that mock the word sensible. Girl tosses her long pigtails and skips to the door, singing merrily as she goes, “Silly woman, come with me and we’ll learn how to flirt!”
And that’s how this smart, accomplished, nurturing Woman became a giddy, fun-loving Girl, and yes, a shameless flirt.