I was born July 25, 1978 at Midwest City Hospital in Midwest City, Oklahoma. I was the first for my parents, Tony and Irene. It was my dad’s second marriage and my mom’s first. Two of my mom’s younger sisters were nurses at that hospital and so that was where she wanted to be. I am my dad’s princess out of the three daughters that he has. I believe that I am also his favorite of all his five children. My younger sister Amelia is 5 years younger than me. From my dad’s first marriage he had three children, Emmett, Caroline, and Scott. Emmett died as a teenager about six to seven years before my birth. Caroline and Scott were already grown and living on their own by the time I showed up in the world.
Growing up on the south side of Oklahoma City; …show more content…
Kindergarten was the beginning of my talking troubles in school. That same year my younger sister came into my life. I did not want her there. I do not remember much of life involving her then. As school continued I was always challenged with not talking in class. (Attention) I actually wore a dunce hat in first grade because of my cutting up in class. Third grade was a time when dynamics at home were changing. My mom and dad would argue often. Mom would load my sister and me into the car and we would set off to the post office for a late-night run to drop off mail and listen to my mom vent and cry about my dad. I felt overwhelmed with their problems that I did not even understand. (Projection) I was worried about my parent’s, telling them that I did not want them to be divorced. I finished my speech by informing them that I would be expecting my own room at both of their houses if they were going to be …show more content…
He was eleven years older than me and I thought he was the coolest thing to ever walk the earth because he had his own place. Being young and dumb in the ways of how the grown-up world was to work when I met him, I saw nothing wrong with the fact that he did not have any furniture in his apartment. He was just leaving the Navy after ten years. He claimed that he was sending all his money back home to Maryland where he was from. We started to date and I did not care about the things that he did not have. We moved in together, bought furniture together, playing house as my parents called it. In 2002, we made it official and tied the knot. I was not wanting to be married, but my parents were pressuring us. My first wedding was not anything that I had ever wanted other than it was outdoors. George’s mom teamed up with mine planning the entire event, they did allow me to pick out my flowers. I called the marriage off twice before we actually went through with it. I did not want to go from one cage into another, but I
Growing up on the south side of Oklahoma City; …show more content…
Kindergarten was the beginning of my talking troubles in school. That same year my younger sister came into my life. I did not want her there. I do not remember much of life involving her then. As school continued I was always challenged with not talking in class. (Attention) I actually wore a dunce hat in first grade because of my cutting up in class. Third grade was a time when dynamics at home were changing. My mom and dad would argue often. Mom would load my sister and me into the car and we would set off to the post office for a late-night run to drop off mail and listen to my mom vent and cry about my dad. I felt overwhelmed with their problems that I did not even understand. (Projection) I was worried about my parent’s, telling them that I did not want them to be divorced. I finished my speech by informing them that I would be expecting my own room at both of their houses if they were going to be …show more content…
He was eleven years older than me and I thought he was the coolest thing to ever walk the earth because he had his own place. Being young and dumb in the ways of how the grown-up world was to work when I met him, I saw nothing wrong with the fact that he did not have any furniture in his apartment. He was just leaving the Navy after ten years. He claimed that he was sending all his money back home to Maryland where he was from. We started to date and I did not care about the things that he did not have. We moved in together, bought furniture together, playing house as my parents called it. In 2002, we made it official and tied the knot. I was not wanting to be married, but my parents were pressuring us. My first wedding was not anything that I had ever wanted other than it was outdoors. George’s mom teamed up with mine planning the entire event, they did allow me to pick out my flowers. I called the marriage off twice before we actually went through with it. I did not want to go from one cage into another, but I