I was born, isn't that an odd way to begin, we are all born. It was the 70s, a young mom still a teen herself and a dad who was not just older in the navy. Like most who are born, I didn't come with a manual. I was told that a lot growing up. We moved, a lot! That's the military for you... born in Ohio, but by the time I started kindergarten in California, we had already lived in Virginia, Wisconsin and Texas before landing in California. That was the last of living with both parents. Again it was the 70s, my dad struggled with addiction issues and well let's just call it what it was, he was a manwhore. My mom, tried to focus on raising me while dealing with him and growing up herself. We left him in California and returned to Ohio.
That time in my life comes in clips, I can remember some things so vividly, and the rest is a blur.
But like everyone else... i have a beginning.. and I will be exploring it and sharing. For now, my present:
I'm in my 50s, diagnosis: lupus, fibromyalsia, rheumatoid arthritis, spinal stenosis, bulging discs, bad hips and knees and that is more than enough. I have 2 adult sons, one with PDD-NOS and a few other diagnoses and the other with ADHD. Their father and I separated when the kids were 10 & 12, and although he tried to help, I was still very much a single mom for many years. I'm currently engaged to a wonderful man, and every day I wake up and wonder, what is going to happen that day that I didn't sign up for.
