the story of a loved one. RIP

What goes around, comes around. I have always been a strong willed individual, not cocky, just determined. Like many of us, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I grew up in a single parent household which seemed at times to posess a revolving door. Lots of strange and different people in and out all the time. My mother worked many jobs often times back to back, which meant that at an early age, I was baby sitting my younger brother and sister. My dad was close by, but in a different family status. He too worked very hard and both of them did the best that they were able to do considering the circumstances. I was the oldest of 7; 4 on my dads side and 3 on my mothers. We also had many foster children in the picture, which made life even more challenging. But no matter how tough things became, we always had food on the table and a place to sleep. Often times, the food wasn’t plenty and the clothing was handed down but we were thankful and blessed to have what we had. My parents showed me that as long as you stayed positive, worked hard and tried your best to do the right thing, your blessings will come. At the end of school, I knew that I wanted to attend college. At least I thought I did. But there was no way that I wanted my mother to work any harder to assist me with that too. I mean, she worked hard so that I was able to participate in the sports and clubs of my interest throughout my high school career. So, I looked into the different branches of service and decided to join the Army, as an Infantry-Airborne-Ranger. The dicipline I acquired by watching my younger siblings, dealing with over 7 different foster children in a short span of years and the resposibilty of the household during those times, allowed me to learn patience and leadership skills. And being that my father was and still is a Minister, helped to keep me grounded in the Lord. After nearly 24 years of service, many battles with procrastination, my own children and some good and not so good decisions in life, I can honestly say; that the only thing I would change in my past if I were able to, would be ‘the not so good decisions’. What goes around, comes around. Currently, my mother resides with me and has been for over 4 years. And yet still, at the age of 67, continues to open her heart and help others. Not only is she living with me and my 3 kids, but so is the 9 year old foster child she is raising and my 16 year old niece. Seeing my parents continuously offering a helping hand, even when times were terrible, sparked my desire to do the same. Joining the Army to serve this great nation is my way of doing just that. What goes around, comes around.

I stand quietly

Words of the wise

Dirty, Naked & Happy

I stand quietly while you do somersaults on the bed as you aren’t being naughty, you are just trying to get your out of sync body under control.

I stand quietly by the toilet door every time you need to go, and come with you around the house, and sometimes even just across the room, because I know you can feel truly frightened when you are not near me.

I stand quietly at the supermarket checkout while everyone stares at you barking like a dog and blowing raspberries on my arms to cope with the buzzing lights.

I stand quietly while you tell the baffled shop owner that you are looking for shoes that feel hard like splintered wood because your skin can’t bear soft things.

I stand quietly when the attendant gives us scornful looks when I ask for the key to the disabled toilet because the hand dryer…

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