I love learning about others. It’s one of my favorite things about working with adults on occasion. I’ve sat and held the hand of a 95 year old who is only on one medication and I’ve spoken to a 30 year old who’s falling apart.
We all have a story.
You may or may not know these things, in fact I could wager that most don’t. These fifteen “items” are part of who I am and how I became me.
I was raised by my beautiful mother, alone. She had help from two of my older siblings but she did it. She worked so hard and always tried to give me the important things. She even worked hard enough to send me to Washington DC on a school trip in my 7th grade year. Doing it all on minimum wage, working as a waitress. I lost her in 2015 and I will never live up to her legacy but I’m still trying to be the best mom I can be.
Note the birth year. Yes, my grandfather was born in 1898. I would never know him, as he would pass when my mother was a child, but just knowing that he was born at a time, most of us think of as ancient history, is fascinating to me. It’s one reason I love doing genealogy.
I love reminiscing about when my kids were little but I have no desire to go back to diapers. I love the humans they are becoming as they grow. I hear moms all the time say how they wish their kids would stop growing up yet I’m truly enjoying it. Hurry up already!!! Haha
I actually love folding clothes. Of course, this doesn’t mean that I don’t have piles of laundry to fold all the time but once I start I enjoy it. Putting it away is another story.
Although I have never ever lived even close to town I believe I could live in the city. Of course I would be single as my husband is a hard no on this. I don’t have a desire to move into the city but if I had to, I would be ok.
I may cuss like a trucker but I pray like a preacher. I have an ongoing prayer list and I pray for those people and needs on a daily basis. So, if I ever say “I’m praying for you” I mean it!!
I picked up my first cigarette at the age of 10! Coming from smoking parents it’s not that far fetched. But thankfully, my husband never has and he helped me quit when I met him at 17. I’ve tried to go back to it a couple times (forever ago) but never again. I can’t even stand the smell. Kids, just say NO!!
I can’t stand to play this game yet I own three versions of it 🤣😂
I truly love time alone. I’ve even contemplated taking a weekend away by myself. Though I don’t think my husband would understand.
Obviously I enjoy writing. But back when my eldest was young I put pen to paper and wrote a children’s book. Of course, it’s not published but maybe one day.
I still love cartoons. Including movies. But the 80’s hold a special place in my heart, for obvious reasons.
I’ve spoken about my depression. It’s an ongoing battle. I once contemplated suicide and that’s when I reached out for help. Please do so if you’re there.
National Suicide Hotline 1-800-273-8255
If money wasn’t a thing, I’d be a stay at home mom in a hot minute. My three youngest were daycare kids and I’m constantly asking for help from friends to get my kids where they need to be. I just wish I could be the one doing everything they need when they need it.
I have an odd obsession with boxes. Wooden, paper, cloth, large, small, doesn’t matter. They’re all over my house.
Bucket List: I’d love to go on a mission. My husband doesn’t share this passion with me so it’ll be something I do without him. One day……
I’d love to know something about you that’s out of the norm. Drop me a comment and follow if you like what you see.
Happy Winter!!
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