The story of me!! Part 2
So hello readers i was thinking on a long distance flight home the I failed to tell you about the other family members. This story impacted in other ways. This new part fits in I guess a little vodka gets my wheels moving. I reread this one and while it has a partial flow I will have to one day fix it..
Now I am first of sorry to who in my family may be offended but my long term memory is quite accurate. So let us start at the very very beginning. Yep the first contact my mother and father made. Apparently they both were at the beach and that eye contact, wow!!
My father really loved my mother as dysfunctional as it was. My mom was a very wealthy young lady her parents who i call na-na and pa had a notion of who she should hang out with. My father was not deemed worthy. Well, soon she was pregnant eloped to kings island Ga to get married. The boy came very early... oh my but my na-na would not want to have her only child caught up in a scandal. So my nana tolld her family he was early. Even in the family tree, which is a extremely wide book, i might be kin to you!! Lol. So his bday was in June. A few few years later I corrected the date after laughing.
Her parents set her up in a nice home in brooksville. Well here is where it gets horrific. Her husband would come home and beat the crap out of her. Her parents lived nearby. My mother really was a very kind soul.
About 3 years later I was born. Well, they " stayed" together for about 2 more years. He was a philanderer and his guilt caused him to beat the crap out of my mother and brother. He was pretty brazen considering my pa always had three loaded rifles next to his bed.
My grandparents stepped in they had enough. I do not know how but they bought her a nice home in orange park, Jacksonville fl. We had a great time i was only 3 my brother 5. My mother was weak. He came begging back. Sold the house and moved us to hialeah. Now I must tell you that my mother had a male nanny for us. I do not need to spell it out.
How is my memory I can still take my family to see that house. I can tell you about everyday that I lived there.
We we end up in Hialeah and lived in this tiny apartment on the main drag. I have no clue where all that money he pocketed from a sale of a house that was not his.
The some months later we moved to a wonderful house off of flagami. It was there I met some friends that I still am friends with. In fact three of the kids on my block who I played with ended up in the same children's home, yep!! Wow!!
My mother took me to the baptist church at Flagler and the palmetto.
I started kindergarten at Flagami elementary. Okay so this is where is gets to be horrific. One day I was sitting in the living room watching
sonny and char. Elton john was the guest. It was storming. There was a knock at the door. My mother was able to get to the door. At this moment breaking news came on about the goodyear blimp on fire, elton was singing benny and the jets. It wad a neighbor who had a very pregnant dachshund who was lost. My mother took her in. We named her penny. She and my dachshund tiny really loved each other. The old old sisters next door gave my a little doll that i still have.
My mother became friends wiyh a women whose daughter was Cindy. We had a good friendship. We were in kindergarten together. My father moved us to 1020 sw 86th court. The amount of violence i witnessed and felt was horrific. My father had one affair after another then out of I guess guilt came home and beat the shit out of all of us.
A side note: he did have someone who made some of our meals and another who sewed us clothes. I think his guilt caught up. But we would go to Tampa and had to be on our best behavior, we knew what would happen if we did not.
Another sidenote: I remember my fathers mother giving me baths using johnson and johnson. I may have been 1 year. The water was pumped from the outside with my grandfather pumping. We stayed in a room off the kitchen.
My grandparents in Tampa who had some great birthday parties. We had a yummy cake, sweet sandwiches this part of my world growing up was really sad for me.
All the family piled into their little house in Ybor. It was a reprieve from the violence.
His parents were not fond of my mother. They knew she came from money. One aunt did not like my mother all. We lived off main street 8th. Ave in tamiami. IOh, i went to everglades elementary for about a couple of years. In third grade my teacher Ms Young would make me her punching bag. I am not kidding. I made a face at a boy she saw it and went after me. She was a hateful teacher.
My pa would over every morning and afternoon to picked up or deliver me to school. I remember sitting the hood of his hood finishing up my homework. I heard she passed away. Maybe she went in the wrong door again.
Yet, there I was with bruises so fresh you could see them get worse. It was legal for teachers to spank children. And they did. Mrs young was a horrid person. She would always find a reason to spank me. Anything and i was in the bathroom being spanked.
I was in girl scouts. My mother was the assistant. She made some friends there. I remember carol Hathaway and a girl i think her name was elizabeth fauk or faukner.
The next year I got Ms cohen. She was the nicest teacher. She never hit me. My pa would come from the gables to drive me a few blocks to school everyday. The come back to tale me home. I loved my pa so much i am still tearing up.
My mother spent everyday drinking Budweiser to where she was drunk. He would get home and the amount of violence was insane .
My mother was a very kind sole who did not deserve the violence. None of us were. The was a family that lived behind us on galloway. The daughter would come yo our house everyday to put a bra on. Her father was not a nice person i guess. I think she was in high school.
Then the father got pneumonia and my grandparent's took him to the hospital. During his stay movers came and took my mom, brother and me to their house. Paid my father and he had to give sole custody to my mother.
My gma described her house as a little bungalow. Two bedrooms one bath. She also decided that we were inter-fearing in their golden years. We heard this over and over all the time.
I ended up in 5th grade at Sylvania height's with ms magidson. She was nice but had a odd way of talking. Still teachers could not report abuse.
In 6th grade i had ms kinstler. She loved bed red gum. Everyone gave her big packages of it. I did not. But i was horribly treated by a good majority of my fellow class mates. I would run out the room and go to ms star in the library there she would hug me and give me books to read. My escape was reading i could go away some place safe.
Now there are people on my fb page that who apart of the non stop bullying. One day at free play i was by a big tree. My classmates decided it would be fun to shove a huge amount of berries from the tree in my pants.
You may think that bringing it ip here matters and yes it does. I had a girl petrina smith who was my only friend. She gave me hope. I think her father was a pilot.iThe impact made on us still burns regardless of the years gone by. I know at least 5 that are on fb that i guess felt good about their hate when they teased me and did awful things to me.
My nana was not the nicest person. My fathers family really did not care about me. I knew it and it truly did not bother me. I knew i was not liked but some.
In fact whine i was taken away my father was told he had to have visitation. So the state me on a plane and shipped me there. he would pick me up and put me in his trailer with no food or water. He would not come back for hours upon hours. He would get his sibling to let me come over for the day.
One day his sibling wife took my cousin and i to her sisters house. Well they were all boys. Out of the blue one states that aunt () does not like me. It really hurts me. The aunt them took us to the store she bought me a skirt and top. But she really was opposed to it. My brother lived with them. But he screwed up and was kicked out. But they still not want me. I took it with deep sorrow. Who tells someone she hates a child in front of other people and children. It was always an strange feeling when we went to their home. To this day i feel awkward around them.
Then there was my grandma and grpa but i was not privy what was happening in that side. I had another aunt who wanted and to raise me. I really loved my aunt. She made clothes and things for us and when one of her nieces had a baby she would make us linens and a special one that was from a roll of fabric our gma had picked out many years ago.
I of course was pitied by my uncles family according to one person.
My bio told her no. I am sure i would have a great childhood. I really loved her but now she hates me. She would tell the family that i was always copying cathy and christine. With my wedding and what i thinking about majoring it. I guess not seeing me for a few years does that. I told her i am finishing up my classes to be able to transfer to the fau college. It was my dream to became a doctor. Well then she accused me of doing the same thing copying my cousin. I was proud of my world even though my aunt seemed to think i was a an idiot. I guess hate is hard to deal. I would call my uncle Tony and speak with him. Again always felt like a intruder.
My father married helen. I think they great things. Since my bio could not horrid he had it all. They were there when my oldest son was born. I really live her. My middle child found kindred spirit with her. In no way was I going to be a part of this family.
Years later the third cousin decided to air out some dirty laundry. She told them that no one in the family liked us.
My bio, mother, brother and me were the black sheep of the family. She went on to say allot of hateful and hurtful things about me. She did not even know me. These people never felt sorry for the things they did to me. Imagine going to your cousins home and just leaving me there. I really felt allot of pain from them. I tried to be kind but i only talk through fb my cousins. I am not invited to their big days like the wedding etc.
So i had two families that did not want me and still do not made it very clear. But thank you your hate and spewing of things just made me stronger.
I have some other cousins in tampa that we only communicate through facebook. Again never invited to anything. I would loved to have my children meet my cousins but that is slammed shut door.
So enough of that. Lets go. I would do this trailer thing every time i had to go visit him. He married my first stepmother Pat. Then i stayed on the ranch. I loved the freedom to walk around the grounds. She had cows and other animals. But he messed that up. It was back to the trailer.
When I was taken away it had a profound effect. I went to school got decent grades. Until one day my nana took me to McDonalds she loved the fish sandwich. On the way home she informed me that she informed me that she would not be paying for me to go to college. I had a boyfriend whose mother and nanny did not approve of me. Thats okay a coupled of years later nanny accused me of hurting her. The boyfriend never tried to get my side of the story so we broke up. He had to give my wedding ring back. But was a beautiful ring full of big diamond's. But then i wanted to go to tv production. David was still my friend. He would pick me up and take me to class.
We were volunteers at the miami film festival. We were tasked with transportation of the celebrities to events. This is where a magical kind of romance happened. Going into detail takes allot of strength. So i will just say he could have been the one but weeks later the ship sailed away without me.
I was a camp counselor at a summer camp in the Berkshire mountains. Once again my nana told me i could do it. I was an adult so she had nothing to hold over my head.
I arrived in Newark airport. I was supposed to get to catch the bus to camp. But i was way early. I met this one person on the ride into nyc. He offered to show me around. So my young soul did not find him to be a dangerous person. He helped get my luggage into a locker at the bus station. We went all over the city. Stopped at his uncles store we had pizza near by. His uncle was very nice. Next we went across the strength to another family member sold me a walkman. I paid about $10 for it.
We were walking around and ww found a restaurant named Amy's. I asked him where the empire state building he said look up and there was this really tall building. As time got closer he gave me his name and number in case i make it back. Which i did a couple of times.
So i get on the bus for camp kenwood and kenmont every thing was brand new to me. I was hired to teach the counselors tv production. We had allot of fun. Then somehow i became the archery teacher. Not sure how it happened. Earlier same year i came up first to Charlotte nc. To see my childhood friend graduate from high school. She was supposed to go to myrtle beach with all her friends. Another family i was jealous of. I met someone. We talked all night. I wad leaving to nyc to be a camp
Counselor.
This person came ip to Kent ct to surprise me. I got a four night on leave to go with him. We had such a wonderful time. And from the beginning of camp i had two friends. David and this other person Joe His dad was president of twa.
The three of us were schedule our days off to be together. We would go to nyc they knew all the places to go. While there i saw this lady with a ling mink coat on. I was not sure was doing until the two of them explained to me.
In the same year i up and moved to charlotte. I was temp in an apartment. Then i was a member of the college student house. The owners of this huge estate I rented out the room near the stairs. I felt at home there. I needed a decent job. She told me about her ex. He owned a company the does employee sales technique and also handled employee theft.
I got the job and did that for a couple years. I also did a play a big puppet man. Yes i put on a heavy costume that was not ventilated. I think i got take aa the guy never paid me for my work.
I always had two jobs. I enjoyed it. And i fell. Which caused a great deal pain. My vertebrae were fractured in my lower spine. So my grandmother put her foot down and demanded i come home. I told her i would not live with her. So i called up ken and asked if i could rent a room. He said okay. I had to every other day to the spinal clinic. They did nothing for me.
At this point i live in a house with person i would marry one day. I told him this when my friend introduce to him. It was such a big part of my life. I told he would marry him. But it took 8 years of him coming up for visits. Bringing with him my grandmothers pound cake. We wrote and talked on the phone. Cards for occasion's. He truly wax my closest friend. We have a bond that began in another lifetime. His was of asking me was first call my pa and ask his his blessing. They were extremely in the old part of the world. And then to the jewelry store where said pick out which ring set i wanted. I really never thought about that part. So i had many beautiful rings to choose one. I choose a small dainty set. Jewelry is something i just do not like. In hind-site i should have gone for the bigger diamonds.
And so begins our courtship. We did everything together. We had 2 long haired kitties. Ken was there person. I rescued them and yup they could not care less about me. Then andrew hit. We were up in new jersey at his cousins house. We saw the warnings but it started to turn. So we had just gotten done with his cousin and the lovely other cousins. And we then turned the tv. Miami is going be hit. Oh great. So we have to get home fast. We drove out to Newark we had a booked early ticket. But everyone is trying to get home. His brother put on the window shutters. M
So we get to Atlanta again we got lucky I had booked the to flights with another time. But it was a effort. Then the powers that be you know delta giving away seats only if you id states you are from miami dade county. I overheard the attendant's giving away free flights for Hawaii or some other island. They tickets were for todays flights. We got one board and they were still asking for volunteer's. So we all from miami only waited and waited. Jacksonville had closed there towers up. Then by the stroke of luck we could take off.
Stephan kings novel the langoliers came to mind. We were at the mercy of towers who guided us. We criss crossed the state and even down south. We had to land in between the squall lines. We eventually did get home. As we were getting off the plane the pilot said goodnight and good luck.
