8 Reasons Why I Wish I Grew Up In The '80s

8 Reasons Why I Wish I Grew Up In The '80s

And no, I am not just talking about wearing cute, neon scrunchies.


The 1980s were, like, totally bitchin' and I wish I could have experienced them firsthand. I truly believe I am growing up in the wrong time period, and here's why...

The MUSIC!!!!!

Honestly, this reason alone gives a full explanation of why I wish I was alive then. 1980s music can never be topped (sorry Beyoncé). No other generation of music creates so many emotions within the minds of its listeners. Think about it… There are songs that make you wanna love hard and rip your heart out at the same time, like "Total Eclipse of the Heart" or "I Want To Know What Love is." Songs about real sex, not just about large butts, "hitting and quitting," or only pleasuring themselves as demeaning rappers do nowadays. Even the really risqué '80s songs like "Cum On Feel The Noize" or anything by Madonna, were all in a playful manner and encouraged pleasure for both partners. Also, songs that just make you feel good about life, such as the classic "Don't Stop Believing" or "Jump." And of course, the best tunes for aging girls to dance around their bedrooms to like "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" or "I Wanna Dance With Somebody".

It's no wonder why my dad lost his hearing in the '80s from blasting songs like "Here I Go Again" and "Livin' On a Prayer" in his 1975 F150 Pickup with subwoofers. The music was to die for and allowed young people to express themselves in so many ways. It is loud and raw, just asking you to headbang and sing as loud as possible. Nothing will ever beat listening to '80s music.

Big shoulders

Clothes, especially jackets, blazers and coats, were amped up with extra shoulder padding. I personally have , shoulders already, so I feel as though I would rock the "big shoulder" look. Also, if you add a belt or something to cinch up your waist, the look really helps to define a woman's curvy body. Plus, how cool is it that a power suit was the look, which is both sexy and empowering.

Big hair

Teasing and perms were the way to go, in order to rock the "big hair" look. For girls with naturally curly and voluminous locks, this was an easy hairstyle to pull off. My hair has both these attributes, so I am just waiting for this trend to resurface. Big hair is also extra and being extra makes life so much more exciting. I'm sure girls bathrooms from the '80s still hold the hairspray smell from when girls would spend loads of time teasing and spraying their hair in order for it to hold the large shape of the time period.

'80s movies

Really though, how many iconic movies came out of the '80s?? Name all the classics and I guarantee most of them are from the '80s or set in the '80s. I truly feel as though I relate to these movies so much, I think my personality and thoughts are straight out of an '80s movie. As well as we have all wished at some point that we were Baby from "Dirty Dancing" or Ariel Moore from "Footloose." Each film shows heartache and struggle and then finishes with a happy ending, allowing us to come full circle at the end. '80s movies are the best!!

The slang

Just to name a few: gag me with a spoon, gnarly, eat my shorts, radical, and take a chill pill. Wouldn't it be, like, totally righteous if it was socially acceptable to use all these sayings now???

No social media

Not having to worry about your next Twitter post, people bragging on Facebook, or how many likes your latest Instagram picture got. Yes, that sounds so nice. People got to communicate on landlines and could angrily hang up the phone to release anger, instead of just ghosting someone on Snapchat, which just leaves you both unsatisfied. I , grow up in a world with more face to face interactions and less social media.

Role models like Princess Diana

Every year my mom still hangs her Princess Diana ornament on the Christmas tree that she got in the '80s and I never understood why or who she was until I got older. A billion people tuned in to see Prince Charles and Lady Diana get married. She was a fashion icon and for good reason, too. Diana learned what looked good on her and didn't always abide by seasonal changes. There are still Instagram pages dedicated to her, that shows the impact she had to young women.

Workout clothing

Legwarmers and spandex are what comes to mind when I think about '80s fashion. I think I would totally be more apt to go to the gym if I could wear these adorable and extremely extra outfits without getting strange looks. I remember playing with Barbies dressed in the cute blue and pink workout outfit and wish I owned one for myself. Everything is more fun when you have the perfect outfit on. Think how much more glamorous sweating during your cardio routines would be while wearing a cute neon-colored outfit.

Basically, a time period where everything made a statement, is where I belong. I say we bring back these trends and see where it takes our society, but for now, I am just going to go watch "Sixteen Candles" on repeat.

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To the guy that shot my brother...


To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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