Through life's experiences I have done a lot, learned a lot and have become who I am today. Welcome to the road that led me here.
The morning after ugh! No, we aren’t talking about a hangover. We are talking about reality and having to deal with a damaged car. When we got home last night, we really didn’t stop to access the damage of the car. One it was a long way home from Arizona to California going a very... Continue Reading →
My stroller/ Cindy’s Go Go This week’s blog is a little out of sequence. Most of the writings up to now has been “before Cindy” (me), because I’m the baby of the family and we have started from the beginning of the family. So why now? My sister Alanna, saw a picture a stroller like... Continue Reading →
At the end of our last phone call Jace*---- asked if he would be could continue to call me. I told him yes. I just couldn’t comprehend life without him, yet the fear of being hurt again was to fresh and oh so real. So, time marches on and my indecisiveness continues. But I am... Continue Reading →
As I wrote previously, my Mom was a city girl from California and my Dad was a farm boy. They came from two completely different life styles. When Mom went to live on the farm with my Dad, many of the things that she was use to wa not available on the farm, such as... Continue Reading →
It’s been a couple of months since Jace*---- and I broke up. I wish I could say it’s getting better but I am still trying to find my balance without him in my life. The only way I can convince myself that I will survive this is to know that we will have future lifetimes... Continue Reading →
Trick or treating on the farm was very simple. There was not a lot of money. Neighbors were far apart, so they only went to a few farms. Even so it was met with much excitement and enthusiasm. My sisters and brother were always excited to see what they would be for Halloween. Because money... Continue Reading →
January 6th, 2004 It’s been 2 days since the breakup and I am still reeling. I miss you terribly but I will not reach out to you, no matter what. It hurts to much. My phone rings shortly after I wake up. It is my sister Janice. She has informed me that our Dad has... Continue Reading →
Arletta was a teenager when she arrived at Olympia, Washington to live with our Mom. When my parents left for Washington, a few things had to be worked out between Arletta’s Dad and our Mom so that she could join us. I guess you might saw that the once she was able to live with... Continue Reading →
That visit did not go like the others, nor did it go as well as I would have hoped for it to be. When I came back to my apartment after dropping Jace*---- off at LAX I went into the kitchen and found that he had written on my chalk board. It simply said, “I... Continue Reading →
Here are a few little snippets about my sibling’s childhood adventures on the farm Alanna and Henry It was a spring day, birds were singing, there was a gentle breeze and it was just after lunch. It was naptime on the farm. Grandpa loved to take his naps behind the garage, sitting on a chair... Continue Reading →
Road That Led Me Here 