who me? yes you!

After being encouraged by my husband for a few years now to start a blog, I decided to give it a shot. He says I have a way with words and can clearly bring my point across. Honestly, I think what he really means is that I have an opinion about everything and don’t stop talking until I am heard. LOL Mostly, I kept putting it off because I didn’t think I had much to offer anyone. I didn’t have a traumatic childhood, my adolescent years were average, I've been married for almost 20 years and have two great boys. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I have beaten quite a bit of odds. Coming from a single parent home, lived below poverty level having, public assistance as our living source, and survived being the youngest of four women. LOL If nothing else, we were able to turn it all around, break the cycle of lack of education, poverty, and divorce in our own families. There were many life experiences that helped shape who I’ve become. I will be sharing these with you and hopefully you will find something you can relate to, find comfort in, cry about, laugh about, or think about.

so..... here it goes, hope you enjoy it :)

This sort of explains/excuses my psycho side.... LOL

Being the youngest of four was both good and great! Haha My mom would let me get away with everything, well almost everything... Lol The good thing about it was that I always felt loved, cared for and protected. The great thing about it was that my mom would always come to my rescue when I bothered my sisters (which happened often). lol She allowed me to sleep with her until I was about 13 & would try her best to give me what I wanted. Sooooo, if you want to call that "spoiled" then ok, I was a little spoiled. But, the amazing and unbelievable part of my childhood, as I think about it as an adult was, that I didn't know we were poor.

My mother had a way of making us feel grateful for what we had. I even remember a sense of contentment, pride and satisfaction. Of course, when I look back now, I realize how incredible my mother really is to have been able to make me feel like that. When in reality we were poor or as Tyler Perry would say "Po." Thrift store furniture, food pantry groceries, hand me down clothing and 15 people living in one house! Now that's "Po"! lol It wasn't always like that. When I was born we were a middle class two parent household. My parents were home owners and I lived in what most would consider a pretty stable home. I will share more of that on my upcoming posts.

If i could accomplish anything at all by sharing this, I would like it to be;  that you would walk away understanding the power of a single mom or better said of a "parent." To consider my mom and how she was able to make me "feel", in spite of our actual situation. This makes me reflect on myself as a parent. How will my kids "feel" about their childhood when they are adults? I want to make it my mission to pass down those same feelings of security, love, gratefulness, satisfaction and contentment that I felt as a child. I do realize that this will take an intentional effort on my part in this day and time. Because unlike me, these spoiled brats really do have everything! :/

Lord, help us!!! Lol

On panic mode :/ lol

In panic mode today..... found myself pondering over my hot cup of coffee this morning. I was smh at the thought that since starting my blog two days ago i've gotten close to 300 hits. This made me paranoid enough to reconsider my decision! Lol my thoughts.... "OMG what have i done? 300 people know that I was (am) a spoiled brat!! " lol on a serious note, those of you who know me know that I am a very private person when it comes to my family.  A lot of what I would like to share thru this blog will be things that most people have never heard before.  Although it's nothing scandalous nor phenomenally special.... It is part of the things I hold dear to my heart.  They will be life lessons that I have learned thru the years.  Always maintaining the upmost respect for those of you whom have endured much more than I have.  I would hope you also would be inspired to write about your own experiences to share with me as well.  I realize that I'm writing at the risk of exposing my vulnerability. All in hopes to inspire someone to either NOT  do what I did b/c I failed or DO what I did b/c I succeeded. Just as a warning, there will be more "DON'T Dos" than "Dos" lol