Flattery?

I used to think that the person who invented black licorice was the most brilliant person on earth. My father in-law once brought me black licorice from Iceland ( although I would have preferred an Icelandic pony ). It was strong, unique and delicious! Although my tastes have changed over the years, my mouth always waters when I think of that package that only lasted about a week. :)

Not many folks like the strong flavor of black licorice. It has a uniqueness all of it's own. I like that. I'd like to think that I have that too. I hate copy-cats.

When you work hard to create your own image, when you express yourself as you, when you are honest, true and sincere about the life you have chosen, when you take pride in what you create. It is very hard to watch people copy you. This has been happening to me for a long time. A person, who even has the same first name as me, continues to be unable to have the creativity to be herself.

If imitation is the highest form of flattery, then why does this make me ill. I'll tell you why. Because I would be embarrassed if anyone confused me with her.

So I, in an effort to remain uniquely me, I will change my blog background and layout that I chose two years ago, since she has now taken as well. I am sure that she will continue to steal my image, my style and worst of all my words ..... I am NOT her ... just me, someone she could never be.