La-La Land

By Jean Thompson

Alexis grew up in a dysfunctional family controlled by alcohol, giving her a childhood filled with a navet that extended into adulthood and was noticeable by the people she met. They did not hesitate to add to the confusion Alexis was already experiencing in a life filled with physical, mental, and verbal abuse. The only event that gave her any peace was meeting the man of her dreams, who would never hurt a fly. Alexis vowed that one way or another she would help the many women victimized by uncaring men. She came out of her dysfunction by finding someone caring. Some women stay with an abusive person not seeing any hope. There is hope. By Gods grace, there is hope.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Dec 4, 2014
• ISBN: 9781503519770

Jean Thompson

Jean Ann Thompson has lived in Anchorage, Alaska, for the last thirty-four years. She is the wife of a wonderful husband who has always been supportive of her every endeavor throughout their twenty-six years of marriage and thirty-four years of being acquainted. She is a sister to Charles, James, Marie, Iris, Sandy, and Gail, who have supported and encouraged all of her dreams, no matter how far-fetched they may have sounded. She is the mother of three wonderful children: Yajahira Monique, Cerrone Edward, and Brianna Nicole Thompson; all of whom have grown to be intelligent, respectable representatives of the Thompson village. She is the grandmother of six awesome grandchildren: Cerrone Edward Jr., Anaijah Naejeh, Zakee Elijah, Jamariol Elon, Dustin Scott Fedas, and Christian. She has been a friend, mother-in-law, sister-in-law, and confidante to a host of many others who make up the Thompson village.

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To my mother, Marise Agnes Szymanski, for the courage and strength she showed for her children despite the dysfunction she endured throughout her lifetime.

Thank you, Mom, for you are truly an angel whose wings, which could only have come from a loving God, carried you away and helped me to fly.

I t happens more times than Alexis can even imagine. Somewhere between swiping their debit cards and finishing their transactions, her customers stare off in the distance. And to get them back on track, she has to constantly ask, Would you like cash back?—sort of jarring the members out of that place they go.

They immediately respond with, Oh, I am sorry. I was in la-la land.

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Alexis finds herself staring off in the distance at the sixtieth birthday celebration for Lorenzo, her husband, and cannot believe she is actually happy. The laughter she hears right now was not always commonplace in the household she grew up in. That’s the difference between her childhood, where there was no noise or laughter, to her adulthood, where there is such a peace.

Upon meeting her husband, she overheard him speaking with his mother on the telephone with an honest, respectful tone in his voice. She could only think that she was not to let this man get away. And she didn’t. And she is the luckiest woman in the world. This once-in-a-lifetime chance meeting helped her to find the exit door from la-la land. With him, she didn’t realize she didn’t have to go through her personal hell to come out of it.

She lived in this land for quite a while, where she was by herself, entertaining herself and wanting to be in control of her own little princess life. She could sing, dance, and ride a magical horse of a broomstick around the fields of their massive house with secret rooms that no one—except her—knew were there. From her conscience, she blocked out the hell everyone else around her was living in.

Alexis’s parents were seemingly uninterested in teaching their children direction on how to live productive lives. In her childhood years, they were interested in drinking. One of her earliest memories of her father was when he dragged her mother by her hair across the living room floor to their bedroom. She wondered why—but was not too concerned—because no one else was attempting to stop