Well...May 24th I turned 44 years old. I'm taking a hint from my twin KMAE and decided to talk about the blessings and struggles I've endured. Not a long essay, although I could easily slip into something wordy, but listing the good and the bad and lord knows we cannot forget, the ugly.
Living through parents divorce
THE 70s (wish I was older!)
Going to FRANCE in high school
Going to Washington D.C. in 8th grade
Learning to cook with Mom
Making Breakfast for my dad
Graduation (high school)...finding out my dad was there watching all along
Birth of my daughter
Being shut out by my mother
Meeting and falling in love with a woman, Teri
Experiencing the downfall of love and mental illness
COMING OUT
TO ALL THE GIRLS I"VE LOVED BEFORE....and all the men I didn't
Graduation from COLLEGE
First time I worked with developmentally disabled adults....and made a breakthrough
Coming out of my shell
Living Loving and Learning
Are women really THAT psychotic?
Sending my daughter to foster parents....most devastating, but somehow liberating
Writing my first novel and losing myself
Loving an alcoholic....and leaving
New friends...
Moving to Wyoming
Moving to Cheyenne...new friends and FRESH AIR
Crazy world of Sue
Moving back home with Grandma
TALKING ONLINE WITH CINDY....yummO!
MEETING CINDY!!!!! DELISH!
Is it Cindy or stay with Grandma?
IT'S CINDY!
Experiencing REAL love and foreverness with the girl of my dreams
My dad asking for a hug from my girlfriend!
Brittany showing up on my doorstep
Brittany's GRADUATION
OIL and WATER don't mix, they fester
Grandma June passed
My mother came alive again
Mom hugging my girlfriend
Mom meeting Brittany
Mom giving me money for my birthday and saying "I LOVE YOU"
Being in love for 4 1/2 years and never once questioning what's been given to me......
I've learned lessons and understood it's really true..."that which does not kill us makes us stronger"
I've walked the rocky path, tripped and fallen, thinking the walk just wasn't worth it...but now I can see why I fell.
Life.
Bring it on
Everyday Bleeps, Blunders,Necessary Evils and deep sarcastic thoughts from me....just a grrl
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Happy Mother's Day
And is it ever an interesting one! It's been about a year now since I've been in communication with my mom. It just keeps getting better and I guess a part of me is still baffled by it all.
Cindy and Brittany and I went on Wednesday to have lunch with her. We were passing through town on our way to see my Dad to return extra flooring from the remodel. It was amazing and fun. I could spend all day trying to catch up with her...it was 20 years after all. She gave me $100 for my birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US ON MAY 24th KMAE) for a bread machine! I'm sure I got my love of cooking from my mother. Inside the card for my birthday, she wrote,, "my heart is always with you."
I still have not spoken to my stepfather...apparently he is not ready yet. I do not even know why for sure. My mother always meets me somewhere and I am hopeful one day we will talk and we can have regular visits at the house. I did some bad things when I was younger but probably not what he thinks I've done. Mostly I lied....I've admitted those things to my mother. I think those were the reasons she did what she did...it's just that my grandmother perpetuated things. I told her it was awful that we didn't fight harder to find out the truth long ago.
But we are where we are...a place I never expected to be, but on this Mother's Day, I am forever grateful I didn't give up.
Cindy and Brittany and I went on Wednesday to have lunch with her. We were passing through town on our way to see my Dad to return extra flooring from the remodel. It was amazing and fun. I could spend all day trying to catch up with her...it was 20 years after all. She gave me $100 for my birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US ON MAY 24th KMAE) for a bread machine! I'm sure I got my love of cooking from my mother. Inside the card for my birthday, she wrote,, "my heart is always with you."
I still have not spoken to my stepfather...apparently he is not ready yet. I do not even know why for sure. My mother always meets me somewhere and I am hopeful one day we will talk and we can have regular visits at the house. I did some bad things when I was younger but probably not what he thinks I've done. Mostly I lied....I've admitted those things to my mother. I think those were the reasons she did what she did...it's just that my grandmother perpetuated things. I told her it was awful that we didn't fight harder to find out the truth long ago.
But we are where we are...a place I never expected to be, but on this Mother's Day, I am forever grateful I didn't give up.
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