Good afternoon everyone, I still have a cast on my right wrist, which makes typing trying at best. I went to the my Dr. yesterday and he removed the old cast for X-Rays. Wrist is healing but not there yet. He put another cast on for 3 more weeks. I have to say I am disappointed, I thought I would be getting a removable cast and would be able to return to work, drive so forth. He advised me to stop trying to use my hand and let it heal. Do you know how hard it is to do everything left handed? I have done okay but it has been a struggle.
I have improvised a way to crochet, but that moves very slowly. I had several projects I was working on and now they are delayed. very frustrating for me. I do a lot of things with my hands on a daily basics just like everyone else. I know I sound like I am complaining and I am, I just feel bad doing it. I know I still have it good considering all else that could be wrong.
I believe I have taken good health for granted. Not that I meant to do this it just happened. Until you are on the rough side of the fence you just don't think about what things could be like. I watched a video the other day about a man with no legs or arms that has managed to do more than I have ever even tried to do.
It is remarkable to see the things he has accomplished in his life. I admire someone who never gives up and always makes the best of a bad situation. As he said no two days are alike and every day brings new challenges for him. But he faces them head on with determination and pride.
His name is Nick Vujicic. Look him up on Google you will be amazed. After watching his video I was embarrassed I had even complained. I am thankful for what God has given me and the life I have.
My grandsons PJ and Devan are sweet and caring boys. We went to the Ft. Worth Zoo last Monday and had a great time. The day was great they enjoyed every minute of it. It is times like that I realize how good life can be. I am grateful they are healthy and doing so well. Well I guess I will close for now be back later until then stay happy!Kimyjo
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
2012 A GOOD YEAR
The year 2013 has started off well how can I say it but not good. I have been a little out of sorts for a bit. I Broke my right wrist on February 10. I was playing with my grandsons at the park. Mark was there helping with kid patrol. But unfortunately he was watching the boy's and not me. I decided to go down the twisted slide (big mistake). Don't know exactly what happened but I went down fast, and didn't have time to put my feet down to catch myself. Fell off the end and had my right hand connect first with the ground. I heard it pop but was hoping only a sprain.
We decided to go eat then took the boy's home. By then it had swollen very badly and was hurting. Mark took me to All Choice emergency room in Ft. Worth. Just as I feared it was broken. Dr. put a splint on and gave me a prescription for pain medicine. He said to follow up with a specialist in the morning.
I called Dr. Tobias, he took care of my left arm break back in July 2009. Scheduled appointment and went in Monday. He put me in a cast, said I would be out of commission for about 6 weeks. Not what I wanted to hear. Of course I am right handed so it is difficult to write or type. It will be a month in a few days so I hope it will be good news on my next visit to Dr. Tobias.
But back to 2012, a lot of good things happened this last year. My book is progressing very well. I have someone from work who is doing the editing and she has been great. I have managed to complete book one and I am on chapter 9 on the second book.
The book title is Mice of the Mausoleum. The 2nd book is Mystery in the Mausoleum. I am so excited to finally be making progress on getting them done. I will be searching for a publisher next. The books have been so much fun writing. This is something I have always wanted to do. The books are targeting age groups between 7 and 12 years old. My grandsons are ages 6 and 9 so they have enjoyed me reading the book to them.
Another reason 2012 was great I reconnected with a very special person. We started talking last June and haven't stopped. We had been out of touch for 7 long years. It has been wonderful getting to know him again and seeing how well we connect. The relationship is going great. What made me search for him was in January 2012 it had been 20 years since I had first met him. A lot has happened over those 20 years but he has always been in my heart. I am very glad to have found him again, it is like we never were apart those 7 years.
I will try to get back to my writing on a regular basis. I plan on adding a chapter from my book to See how it reads to others. I just have to get my self back in the habit of writing in my blog. I need to end this for now. Hope to talk to you again soon. Kimyjo
We decided to go eat then took the boy's home. By then it had swollen very badly and was hurting. Mark took me to All Choice emergency room in Ft. Worth. Just as I feared it was broken. Dr. put a splint on and gave me a prescription for pain medicine. He said to follow up with a specialist in the morning.
I called Dr. Tobias, he took care of my left arm break back in July 2009. Scheduled appointment and went in Monday. He put me in a cast, said I would be out of commission for about 6 weeks. Not what I wanted to hear. Of course I am right handed so it is difficult to write or type. It will be a month in a few days so I hope it will be good news on my next visit to Dr. Tobias.
But back to 2012, a lot of good things happened this last year. My book is progressing very well. I have someone from work who is doing the editing and she has been great. I have managed to complete book one and I am on chapter 9 on the second book.
The book title is Mice of the Mausoleum. The 2nd book is Mystery in the Mausoleum. I am so excited to finally be making progress on getting them done. I will be searching for a publisher next. The books have been so much fun writing. This is something I have always wanted to do. The books are targeting age groups between 7 and 12 years old. My grandsons are ages 6 and 9 so they have enjoyed me reading the book to them.
Another reason 2012 was great I reconnected with a very special person. We started talking last June and haven't stopped. We had been out of touch for 7 long years. It has been wonderful getting to know him again and seeing how well we connect. The relationship is going great. What made me search for him was in January 2012 it had been 20 years since I had first met him. A lot has happened over those 20 years but he has always been in my heart. I am very glad to have found him again, it is like we never were apart those 7 years.
I will try to get back to my writing on a regular basis. I plan on adding a chapter from my book to See how it reads to others. I just have to get my self back in the habit of writing in my blog. I need to end this for now. Hope to talk to you again soon. Kimyjo
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Practice Ouch!
I have always been accident prone. So today was a good day no accidents no falls. I managed to ride for a whole hour no incidents. Yahoo! Made it home and took Sassy for a walk. She did really good, we didn't go far. you see she is a little over weight and and really needed to walk.
Then I still felt OK so I took my car to get it cleaned. I made it up to the $3.00 wash and what a line! It was backed out to the turn in. So I nixed that and went to a self serve wash. It has been several weeks since my car was clean so I had to do a pre-wash then went through the touch less car wash.
Got back home and the car was still dirty in spots. Finished that up took a hot shower, it was great. Laid in my recliner for an hour with Sassy right beside me she was snoring some.I have to say i feel good rested.
It is about time to, we have had a cold going around and finally feeling better. I have a slight sunburn and am starting to feel the energy drain away. Not long till I have to be at work so guess I will try some coffee.Well I knew I would be sore, but I had to get outside it was just too beautiful not to.
It has been a while since I wrote anything so I figured I had better contribute something. I am working on getting back to my Taking Time series. It will just be awhile to I get back to it I have to be in the right frame of mind to finish it up. That frame of mind seems to elude me right now, but I will get back to it soon.
Well I tried to broil some hamburgers while writing this and they were horrible. The fries are ok but had to toss the burgers. Mark is making stew but I was too hungry to wait Ha see what I get. I will be having stew for diner tonight! Well gonna run for now, want to get my stuff ready for work.
Later ya'll. Kimy-Jo.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Finding Time part 2
Sometimes a memory will just pop in your head. Recently I had one come to me it was a good memory. It was when I was really young and it was snowing out. My sister and my dad where with me. We were all bundled up in snow wear.
My dad had made a type of box sled and I was in it. He had a rope on it and was pulling us around the yard. I was getting very cold I asked my dad to hold me. I remember him picking me up and holding me close. I laid my head on his shoulder and I felt so safe and warm. He was laughing and said don't worry little bug I will keep you warm. I knew he would for as long as he could.
It wasn't too much longer after that we moved to Florida, without my dad. That started a long list of times I would be away from him. He did come to visit us in Florida but it wasn't until I was about 8. He then had remarried the wicked witch from part 1 Take time. When I first met her in Florida she seemed really nice.
We all went to the beach and she got a really bad sunburn. All she did was moan and groan about it. They were staying in a motel not far from where we lived. I felt bad for her but for some reason my sister and her didn't get along with her. But it was good to spend time with my dad. Much later is when I realized why my sister and her didn't get along.
Now back to where I left off in part 1. It was in June in Texas and I had come to stay with my dad and step mom for the summer. I had been having problems with my mom in Florida. I was getting used to the heat but not my step mom. She was driving me crazy. I couldn't do anything right according to her.
If something went wrong it was my fault and I made it happen. I didn't get to spend much time with my dad she was jealous of any time I spend with him. So I figured out how to spend time by getting up when he did for work. He always fixed his own breakfast. So I would lay there waiting to hear him move around and then get up really fast and have a glass of juice ready for him.
We would talk but not about my step mom. He didn't know about the way she acted when he wasn't around, but I didn't know what to do about it. He would ask me if I was happy to be there and I would feel bad for him. I would tell him I was happy to be there so I could see him more. I told him I didn't like her much but he said I need to give her a chance to get to know her.
Their daughter was only 2 and just as cute as a bug. I spent a lot of time taking care of her,that was one of my jobs while I was there. She didn't work but stayed around the house doing some stuff but mainly telling me what to do. I had to do laundry hang out cloth diapers. Fold them just the right way or have to start over.
She wasn't letting me go to the pool as much. She figured out what I was doing to spoil her fun. About the GIs flirting with me. I was able to get some of the guys away from her and tell them what she was up to. They spread the word and were just treating me like a little sister. She didn't like that so that ended the pool time. I still went some just not every day like I wanted.
About the only way I could get away from her was to take the trash out and walk the dog. I did finally meet some of the other army kids around the post. There was a few cute guys and they had sisters so I was able to get some of the girls to come over to the house and meet her the witch. And that is just what they thought of her by the time they left. They all knew what she was like. But since she had gotten to meet them she started letting me go out for about 45 minutes in the evening to hang out, but I had to be back by dark.
That didn't last for too long around the end of June I was grounded wasn't able to leave the house.
What had happened was she had let me stay out to hang out and decided to come spy on me to see what we were up to. Really all before this nothing had been going on. I finally got this one guy I liked to talk to me. We were just standing around talking and laughing.
He leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek and she just walked up. She started calling me all kinds of names. Said I would be pregnant before I was 16. Grabbed my arm and tried to pull me away. I was so embarrassed I pulled back, but that didn't do anything but make her that much more angry. She grabbed me again and said to get home now you whore. She took off walking really fast, I didn't even get to explain anything.
She slapped me across the face really hard then pushed me away and said you will not speak to him like that. You are to respect your father at all times. From now on you will do as I say and be with me for 24 hrs a day. My dad looked so sad and shook his head and told me I had let him down. He believed everything she had told him. He just turned and walked away.
When he was out of the room she grabbed my arm really hard and said you are just a whore like your mother and I will be damned if you hurt my husband again. She was hurting me and squeezed really tight. She was really strong and I was 12, she was a bully that was for sure and I had just met her head on. I stared back at her and said my mother isn't a whore and you know it, you are the whore. She slapped me hard again but it was worth it.
The fight was on. She had thought I would whimper and cry but I didn't I stood up to her and she didn't like it. She made me stay awake all that night cleaning the house. I wasn't allowed to to sleep until 6 am. Then when the baby was awake at 9 I had to take care of her. I was miserable but I wouldn't show it. I wanted to tell my dad but she wouldn't even let me see him in the morning. She grounded me for 2 weeks. I would be going home in late August that was a long way away.
I knew she was going to make sure I was miserable but I was a lot stronger than she thought. I just kinda took it all on the outside and held it in. I had her daughter to distract me and that helped. I asked to call my mom and she said no. I wrote my mom a letter but wasn't able to mail it. She made sure I was around her 24/7. I really was confused at what had happened and why the change in her behavior. I now know she was jealous of me and didn't want me to be happy. She wanted to hurt me to hurt my mom. She hated my mom really a lot.
I didn't know if they had words or something had happened. All I know is she had decided she was going to take it all out on me. She had my dad convinced that I was a liar and a whore. And unless he let her make me behave and let her discipline me I would do nothing but get into trouble. I started getting angry with my dad but wasn't even able to talk to him about it. She wouldn't let me get up at 6 with him for breakfast any more. I had to get up at 6 but stay in the other room away from him.
I asked her why I had to stay there if she hated me so much she said it was because my dad wanted me to be there so he could be my father. She said he has a new daughter and will get over wanting me there really soon she would make sure of it. I wasn't a dummy I knew I was in trouble but didn't know what to do about it. The only time I would cry is when everyone was asleep. I never wanted her to hear me or know how hurt I was.
My dad had made a type of box sled and I was in it. He had a rope on it and was pulling us around the yard. I was getting very cold I asked my dad to hold me. I remember him picking me up and holding me close. I laid my head on his shoulder and I felt so safe and warm. He was laughing and said don't worry little bug I will keep you warm. I knew he would for as long as he could.
It wasn't too much longer after that we moved to Florida, without my dad. That started a long list of times I would be away from him. He did come to visit us in Florida but it wasn't until I was about 8. He then had remarried the wicked witch from part 1 Take time. When I first met her in Florida she seemed really nice.
We all went to the beach and she got a really bad sunburn. All she did was moan and groan about it. They were staying in a motel not far from where we lived. I felt bad for her but for some reason my sister and her didn't get along with her. But it was good to spend time with my dad. Much later is when I realized why my sister and her didn't get along.
Now back to where I left off in part 1. It was in June in Texas and I had come to stay with my dad and step mom for the summer. I had been having problems with my mom in Florida. I was getting used to the heat but not my step mom. She was driving me crazy. I couldn't do anything right according to her.
If something went wrong it was my fault and I made it happen. I didn't get to spend much time with my dad she was jealous of any time I spend with him. So I figured out how to spend time by getting up when he did for work. He always fixed his own breakfast. So I would lay there waiting to hear him move around and then get up really fast and have a glass of juice ready for him.
We would talk but not about my step mom. He didn't know about the way she acted when he wasn't around, but I didn't know what to do about it. He would ask me if I was happy to be there and I would feel bad for him. I would tell him I was happy to be there so I could see him more. I told him I didn't like her much but he said I need to give her a chance to get to know her.
Their daughter was only 2 and just as cute as a bug. I spent a lot of time taking care of her,that was one of my jobs while I was there. She didn't work but stayed around the house doing some stuff but mainly telling me what to do. I had to do laundry hang out cloth diapers. Fold them just the right way or have to start over.
She wasn't letting me go to the pool as much. She figured out what I was doing to spoil her fun. About the GIs flirting with me. I was able to get some of the guys away from her and tell them what she was up to. They spread the word and were just treating me like a little sister. She didn't like that so that ended the pool time. I still went some just not every day like I wanted.
About the only way I could get away from her was to take the trash out and walk the dog. I did finally meet some of the other army kids around the post. There was a few cute guys and they had sisters so I was able to get some of the girls to come over to the house and meet her the witch. And that is just what they thought of her by the time they left. They all knew what she was like. But since she had gotten to meet them she started letting me go out for about 45 minutes in the evening to hang out, but I had to be back by dark.
That didn't last for too long around the end of June I was grounded wasn't able to leave the house.
What had happened was she had let me stay out to hang out and decided to come spy on me to see what we were up to. Really all before this nothing had been going on. I finally got this one guy I liked to talk to me. We were just standing around talking and laughing.
He leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek and she just walked up. She started calling me all kinds of names. Said I would be pregnant before I was 16. Grabbed my arm and tried to pull me away. I was so embarrassed I pulled back, but that didn't do anything but make her that much more angry. She grabbed me again and said to get home now you whore. She took off walking really fast, I didn't even get to explain anything.
She slapped me across the face really hard then pushed me away and said you will not speak to him like that. You are to respect your father at all times. From now on you will do as I say and be with me for 24 hrs a day. My dad looked so sad and shook his head and told me I had let him down. He believed everything she had told him. He just turned and walked away.
When he was out of the room she grabbed my arm really hard and said you are just a whore like your mother and I will be damned if you hurt my husband again. She was hurting me and squeezed really tight. She was really strong and I was 12, she was a bully that was for sure and I had just met her head on. I stared back at her and said my mother isn't a whore and you know it, you are the whore. She slapped me hard again but it was worth it.
The fight was on. She had thought I would whimper and cry but I didn't I stood up to her and she didn't like it. She made me stay awake all that night cleaning the house. I wasn't allowed to to sleep until 6 am. Then when the baby was awake at 9 I had to take care of her. I was miserable but I wouldn't show it. I wanted to tell my dad but she wouldn't even let me see him in the morning. She grounded me for 2 weeks. I would be going home in late August that was a long way away.
I knew she was going to make sure I was miserable but I was a lot stronger than she thought. I just kinda took it all on the outside and held it in. I had her daughter to distract me and that helped. I asked to call my mom and she said no. I wrote my mom a letter but wasn't able to mail it. She made sure I was around her 24/7. I really was confused at what had happened and why the change in her behavior. I now know she was jealous of me and didn't want me to be happy. She wanted to hurt me to hurt my mom. She hated my mom really a lot.
I didn't know if they had words or something had happened. All I know is she had decided she was going to take it all out on me. She had my dad convinced that I was a liar and a whore. And unless he let her make me behave and let her discipline me I would do nothing but get into trouble. I started getting angry with my dad but wasn't even able to talk to him about it. She wouldn't let me get up at 6 with him for breakfast any more. I had to get up at 6 but stay in the other room away from him.
I asked her why I had to stay there if she hated me so much she said it was because my dad wanted me to be there so he could be my father. She said he has a new daughter and will get over wanting me there really soon she would make sure of it. I wasn't a dummy I knew I was in trouble but didn't know what to do about it. The only time I would cry is when everyone was asleep. I never wanted her to hear me or know how hurt I was.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
It is Saturday
I am sitting here trying to think of what to write. I woke up with a headache so just got on up. I don't have to get ready for work for a while still so I figured I could write on my blog.
But my mind is all messed up. Don't get me wrong I have had some great days off. I just heard some news that upset me. So maybe it is better to just write something. It is always hard to hear of someones bad misfortune. Especially when it is a good guys.
Lately it seems the wrong people are on the bad end of things. But well maybe it is a chance for change for that person or something better.I know I am being vague but that's OK. This is away of voicing my thoughts.
I still have a lot to get done around here. Just have to make the time for everything I need to do. I managed to complete a few things and got the dog a bath. Cleaned out the refrigerator yuck. Got all my laundry done and put away. So I did get some things accomplished.
The business with my friend Shay is going ok getting some requests. Just still haven't gotten the logo or the web page completed. It is a bit frustrating to figure all this crap out, but it will be ok. Just have to keep trying. One of my projects is moving along really well so I am glad about that.
I cant believe it is almost Thanksgiving! I really like smoked turkey and Mark already has 2 in the freezer. At least he was thinking ahead. It was just Halloween the other day. Time is really going by quick, so I know I need to get it in gear and get things done.
Talked to my mom in N.C. She said it was supposed to be getting really cold down in the 20's that night. Our Texas weather has been crazy. I will be glad when it gets cold. I love the cold just not the freezing rain and ice we get.
I know I need to work on the rest of my story Take Time. I will try to work on that tonight. I didn't realize it would be difficult to put those things out there. It has been a long time ago but It is still very clear what all happened. It might not be a big deal to anyone else but me. But again this is for me. I believe it will be good therapy for me. We all know I need something!
Time does heal wounds of the heart and the mind so I guess I should be healed?? Missed that boat!!
I think we just learn to live with the hurt and go on. I think that's what makes us better in the long run. And it keeps us moving forward. That is the key to survival, one day at a time.
Ok I am gonna go get some things done, untill later Kimy-Jo
But my mind is all messed up. Don't get me wrong I have had some great days off. I just heard some news that upset me. So maybe it is better to just write something. It is always hard to hear of someones bad misfortune. Especially when it is a good guys.
Lately it seems the wrong people are on the bad end of things. But well maybe it is a chance for change for that person or something better.I know I am being vague but that's OK. This is away of voicing my thoughts.
I still have a lot to get done around here. Just have to make the time for everything I need to do. I managed to complete a few things and got the dog a bath. Cleaned out the refrigerator yuck. Got all my laundry done and put away. So I did get some things accomplished.
The business with my friend Shay is going ok getting some requests. Just still haven't gotten the logo or the web page completed. It is a bit frustrating to figure all this crap out, but it will be ok. Just have to keep trying. One of my projects is moving along really well so I am glad about that.
I cant believe it is almost Thanksgiving! I really like smoked turkey and Mark already has 2 in the freezer. At least he was thinking ahead. It was just Halloween the other day. Time is really going by quick, so I know I need to get it in gear and get things done.
Talked to my mom in N.C. She said it was supposed to be getting really cold down in the 20's that night. Our Texas weather has been crazy. I will be glad when it gets cold. I love the cold just not the freezing rain and ice we get.
I know I need to work on the rest of my story Take Time. I will try to work on that tonight. I didn't realize it would be difficult to put those things out there. It has been a long time ago but It is still very clear what all happened. It might not be a big deal to anyone else but me. But again this is for me. I believe it will be good therapy for me. We all know I need something!
Time does heal wounds of the heart and the mind so I guess I should be healed?? Missed that boat!!
I think we just learn to live with the hurt and go on. I think that's what makes us better in the long run. And it keeps us moving forward. That is the key to survival, one day at a time.
Ok I am gonna go get some things done, untill later Kimy-Jo
Monday, October 31, 2011
Finding Time - Part I
I'm finally getting back to writing. I've been a little side tracked for a while. I have been advised by my friend Angelia to try to write at least twice a week. I have had a rough start but will continue to try. I work nights, so trying to get in the hang of writing will be tough. I am now bringing my laptop to work and, in between calls, writing a little here and there.
My trip to North Carolina to see my mom was great. My son and I drove there and spent about a week with her. It was a long drive but worth the trip. There were a lot of things to see on the way, and a lot to do once we got there.
I left home when I was young, so I haven't had a whole lot of time to spend with Mom. She comes to Dallas to visit about once a year. When my children were young we would drive to Florida for our vacations. It was always, "When are we going to see grandma in Florida?" She had a pool and they loved that. So did I. Over the years I wasn't able to drive down as much as I wanted to.
Then she moved to North Carolina to a beautiful house up in the mountains. She has been there about 14 years and loves it. She does all the yard work herself. During our visit we took a walk up the mountain. I couldn't keep up with her. She once walked 3 miles everyday for a year. I struggle to walk a mile in a year. She is a wonderful mom and I love her a lot.
I was her problem child. I caused a lot of trouble at a young age. So, I ended up flying back and forth from Florida to Dallas, Texas. In Texas was my dad and the step-mom. I mean to tell you, she was the typical step-mom from hell. I will go into more details later. I always wondered why every time my mom took me to the airport she wouldn't take off her sun glasses. As an adult I now know why. She didn't want me to see her cry.
Although in hind-sight, I wish she had let me see her pain. Maybe that would have shaken me up and gotten it through my thick head that she did really love me. I was a very confused young girl. I was insecure and scared. I was miserable and didn't know why. A boy-friend talked me into running away to Coral Gables Florida. It wasn't that far from home, but I went with him. I was so gullible that I went right along with it. I was only 12-years-old, and I was gone 3 days. Somehow, Mom tracked me down. She asked me what I was doing, leaving like that. I wasn't able to explain to her any of the things that had been going on for years. I just felt guilty and afraid. She thought about it, and asked if would be happier living with my dad. I thought perhaps I would, so I said said yes.
It was summer, hot, and school was out. Next thing I knew I was being taken to the airport with a small suitcase in hand. I don't remember even seeing my sister and brothers before I left. I had never flown and was flying alone. Mom hugged me but wouldn't say much. She kept her sunglasses on the whole time 'till I got on the plane. I was a little excited but didn't really want to go. What I wanted was for her to make me tell her what was wrong and to fix it. That was what needed to happen.
I arrived in Dallas at the Love field airport and met my dad and step-mom at the gate. My dad hugged me big, smiled and said he was glad I came. I was so nervous. He handed me a small white bear with a red ribbon on it and said, "Welcome home."
My step-mom acted sweet as pie and took me in right away. It was a long drive to get home. Daddy was still in the Army, he was stationed in Mineral Wells. We went to the Post Exchange and got me a few things. Then, they showed me where I would be staying. I remember the hard wood floors and the way the house looked like an apartment. It was a duplex with another Army family next door. My room was comfortable. I laid on the bed for awhile, just listening to the sounds outside. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was dark and my dad was knocking on the door saying it was time to eat.
Next day we went to the Post Exchange for shopping. My step mom had one daughter with my dad at this time. I fell in love with her right away. She was so cute and lovable. It wasn't too long before I realized why my step -om was so glad I was there. She suddenly had a very cheap baby sitter-and-maid combination. It didn't matter much. I was shy and didn't make friends right away. I stayed to myself a lot and didn't mind staying in the house because it was very hot during the Texas summer. Florida was hot but I'd had a pool and the beach nearby to cool off. Here they had a pool, but I was nervous about being around all the new people.
At the store, my step-mother had let me pick out a swim suit. It was a two-piece with a jacket cover up. My dad said it wasn't covering me enough but she said it was the only one she could find. It made me look like I was 18. So of course, the GI's were checking me out when I went to the pool wearing it. She got a kick out of letting them flirt with me and then telling them my age. She was weird like that. I was embarrassed, but developed a liking for the attention it got me. That was the beginning of a long hot summer in Texas.
Kimy-Jo
My trip to North Carolina to see my mom was great. My son and I drove there and spent about a week with her. It was a long drive but worth the trip. There were a lot of things to see on the way, and a lot to do once we got there.
I left home when I was young, so I haven't had a whole lot of time to spend with Mom. She comes to Dallas to visit about once a year. When my children were young we would drive to Florida for our vacations. It was always, "When are we going to see grandma in Florida?" She had a pool and they loved that. So did I. Over the years I wasn't able to drive down as much as I wanted to.
Then she moved to North Carolina to a beautiful house up in the mountains. She has been there about 14 years and loves it. She does all the yard work herself. During our visit we took a walk up the mountain. I couldn't keep up with her. She once walked 3 miles everyday for a year. I struggle to walk a mile in a year. She is a wonderful mom and I love her a lot.
I was her problem child. I caused a lot of trouble at a young age. So, I ended up flying back and forth from Florida to Dallas, Texas. In Texas was my dad and the step-mom. I mean to tell you, she was the typical step-mom from hell. I will go into more details later. I always wondered why every time my mom took me to the airport she wouldn't take off her sun glasses. As an adult I now know why. She didn't want me to see her cry.
Although in hind-sight, I wish she had let me see her pain. Maybe that would have shaken me up and gotten it through my thick head that she did really love me. I was a very confused young girl. I was insecure and scared. I was miserable and didn't know why. A boy-friend talked me into running away to Coral Gables Florida. It wasn't that far from home, but I went with him. I was so gullible that I went right along with it. I was only 12-years-old, and I was gone 3 days. Somehow, Mom tracked me down. She asked me what I was doing, leaving like that. I wasn't able to explain to her any of the things that had been going on for years. I just felt guilty and afraid. She thought about it, and asked if would be happier living with my dad. I thought perhaps I would, so I said said yes.
It was summer, hot, and school was out. Next thing I knew I was being taken to the airport with a small suitcase in hand. I don't remember even seeing my sister and brothers before I left. I had never flown and was flying alone. Mom hugged me but wouldn't say much. She kept her sunglasses on the whole time 'till I got on the plane. I was a little excited but didn't really want to go. What I wanted was for her to make me tell her what was wrong and to fix it. That was what needed to happen.
I arrived in Dallas at the Love field airport and met my dad and step-mom at the gate. My dad hugged me big, smiled and said he was glad I came. I was so nervous. He handed me a small white bear with a red ribbon on it and said, "Welcome home."
My step-mom acted sweet as pie and took me in right away. It was a long drive to get home. Daddy was still in the Army, he was stationed in Mineral Wells. We went to the Post Exchange and got me a few things. Then, they showed me where I would be staying. I remember the hard wood floors and the way the house looked like an apartment. It was a duplex with another Army family next door. My room was comfortable. I laid on the bed for awhile, just listening to the sounds outside. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was dark and my dad was knocking on the door saying it was time to eat.
Next day we went to the Post Exchange for shopping. My step mom had one daughter with my dad at this time. I fell in love with her right away. She was so cute and lovable. It wasn't too long before I realized why my step -om was so glad I was there. She suddenly had a very cheap baby sitter-and-maid combination. It didn't matter much. I was shy and didn't make friends right away. I stayed to myself a lot and didn't mind staying in the house because it was very hot during the Texas summer. Florida was hot but I'd had a pool and the beach nearby to cool off. Here they had a pool, but I was nervous about being around all the new people.
At the store, my step-mother had let me pick out a swim suit. It was a two-piece with a jacket cover up. My dad said it wasn't covering me enough but she said it was the only one she could find. It made me look like I was 18. So of course, the GI's were checking me out when I went to the pool wearing it. She got a kick out of letting them flirt with me and then telling them my age. She was weird like that. I was embarrassed, but developed a liking for the attention it got me. That was the beginning of a long hot summer in Texas.
Kimy-Jo
All my Heart
All I want is to be loved for me,
All I want is to be believed in again,
All I want is to be able to love anew,
All I want is for you to want me, just me.
All I need is to be caressed so softly,
All I need is to be Cherished utmost,
All I need is to believed anew,
All I need is to be with you.
All I have are lonely tears,
All I have is my heart so sad,
All I have are my dreams gone by,
All I have is the want for you,
All I have left is to dream of you.
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