I’m your typical (I suppose) girl-next-door. Some may describe me as sweet as pie, naïve, quiet, smart, so on and so forth. But who do I say that I am? I’m just like most everybody else—trying to s...view moreI’m your typical (I suppose) girl-next-door. Some may describe me as sweet as pie, naïve, quiet, smart, so on and so forth. But who do I say that I am? I’m just like most everybody else—trying to survive. Although, I hope to some day do more than just survive.
I grew up poor, but I didn’t really know it. Of course there were clues, but my family was not extremely poor. My mother and father divorced when I was very young. (I still need to find out about that story.) I lived with my mom and extended family, until they—my aunt, uncles, grandmother, then cousins—moved out leaving me, my mom, and younger half-sister behind. After I moved out to go to college, some of them came back and left again. That house is the cornerstone of the family.
Now, I’m living an adult life. I work with children, go to church, and have my own family. At night, I journal.view less