I got the chance to try and review the new and improved Special K out of Kellogg’s, and talk about not only how it’s changed, but how I’ve grown in the past 30 years. First, to Special K…
Looking good, Special K. You’ve aged well. You didn’t get all fancy pants on us, sneaking in marshmellows or a prize at the bottom of the box, you stayed true to your roots and continue to provide simple, great tasting cereal. As an American expat, I’ve been eating your stuff for the whole of my life, and cannot taste a difference – a good thing! You, with chopped bananas and raisins on top and 2% milk, are the same great breakfast you were when I was 4. And speaking of four…
Hey, where’d this little pipsqueak come from? It’s me, at four. I think. Kind of hard to tell, I don’t have a lot of photos and my memory isn’t great for this time period. I dunno, that looks kind of four-ish? Anyways, me at four…well, I know I’ve always liked to sing. I’ve always loved the outdoors, and gardening. Getting my hands and feet dirty were the best part of the day, in my opinion. They tell me I loved books, and was either trying to read or begging to be read to at this age.
And in the next 30 years, not a lot would change. I’d love to read all my life. I’d love to garden, and was never afraid to get dirty in the process. I’d cling to education, to learning. I was a voracious musician, joining every musical group and choir I could. The basics would stay the same. However…
Getting older doesn’t ever mean letting go of your spirit.
In the intervening 30 years, I’ve:
Put myself through college, working third shift in a factory during the summers.
Learned how to tend bar in Boston.
Taught Shakespeare to 6 year olds.
Ran raves in Ohio.
Published a book of poetry (now thankfully lost to time!)
Was diagnosed with bipolar, and not only survived, but thrived because of it.
Moved across the world for love.
Sang on a West End stage.
Posed for Spencer Tunick.
Had a dangerous pregnancy, life-threatening birth, and both my amazing kid and I are doing much better!
Studied for my MBA while remaining a full time stay at home mum.
Been a Radio 4 Today show guest as part of my volunteering efforts with Time To Change.
And that’s the point about getting older…it doesn’t mean denying who you are, it means working to improve yourself while staying true to your core values. The four year old in me was singing at the top of her lungs on that West End stage. The kid in me that loved books now pours over writings in the British Library, white cotton gloves on and all. And my child learns from me, and my spirit. Heck, the reason the box of Special K in the photo above looks a bit crumpled isn’t due to a poor postal service, it’s because he attacks the box when he knows it’s time for his snack.
He loves Special K, and I love sharing it with him, because Special K has never tried to be something else – it’s always stood for its core values. Good taste, good for you.
If you loved the old Special K, don’t worry! It’s only become more healthy, with wholegrain wheat and three grains, not two. It’s core values are still there – helping you start the day the healthy way. And for those of us who are looking down the line to the next 30 years and thinking we might want to get a bit healthier (*cough* me and my double chin *cough*), Special K can be a great tool for healthy weight management. It took me 30 years to go from that little girl to the Honey Badger of West London, full of spirit and can-do attitude, and in another 30 years, I can’t wait to see where I’ll end up! One thing is for sure, Special K will still be there, making sure I start my day off right.
This is an entry for the BritMums/Special K “How I’ve changed Linky challenge”