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I have a hard time explaining who I am because I’m not just built up of one short description. I’m complex at times and can also be so simple. I’m always looking for ways to grow myself and self-improvement – Honestly, I believe that I am starting this blog for that reason, and I can’t leave out that I really have had life happen to me in these past two years.
I guess I can start from the beginning:
I was born in a suburb right outside of Chicago to a woman that deserved more than what she was given. She was sixteen years old and was motherless as well as fatherless at the time, She was brought up by a group of people in my opinion: Her mother’s baby sister took her in when her mother died and somewhere along the line a few other aunts along with my Great granny from my father side. I always say that my parents needed to meet one another, I wasn’t there for beginning of their story but can visualize their purpose when I hear it. As I know it, They meet in a game room at thirteen years old, I’m sure a lot things happen in between meeting in that game room and having me. Oh yeah, why do I think that they were meant to meet one another. I think my mother needed to meet my grandparents; she needed to see a family that was balanced. She needed a place where her soft spirit was safe and my dad well, he’s a Leo (Lion) I think he needed someone that complimented him. They grew up together as boyfriend/girlfriend but were raised like brother/sister.
I am the first Child, Grandchild, Great Grandchild, Niece, and Sister. I was the only child for three years from my dad and eighteen years from my mom ( I know crazy right!). My dad has five children and my mother two. I always hated being the only and the oldest. It came with so much responsibility, and I placed most of it on myself. I struggled a lot as a child and even in my adult life sometimes because I am usually light years ahead of my peers. When you are an only child, many people don’t consider that most of your conversation is with adults, I didn’t have cousins that were my age, literally in a generation by myself. I couldn’t sit in grown folks face, but Playdates were not a thing when I was young. I only seen kids at school and on my granny’s block but we couldn’t go outside the gate( Chicago in the 80’s, you figure it out LOL).