Sunday, January 30, 2011
My Youth
Not much to tell , I spent most my time with my brother Bumper over at Clarks, our neighbors. I was not a pretty child[being honest] and looked somewhat unkept and was very small for my age. Speaking of small I was the shortest in my family. I spent many a day wishing I looked like my sisters and old enough to go out with them. I would always cry when my mom would leave to go someplace and not take me with her. Every Sat. I cleaned the house for my mom and she would buy me something nice downtown or give me money for a movie or buy me a grilled cheese sandwich with chips at the local drug store downtown. I thought this so special. Guess it was her way of saying she cared.
Being totally honest I would have to say I was a unhappy child. I disliked school and had my reasons but won't go into that right now. As a youth I didn't care for most people and yet during my later years I find that I really am a people person. For sure as a youth I felt left out of everything . My sisters were much older than I and so I wasn't included in their circle. I didn't understand why. I never felt pretty except for one time on my tenth birthday when my brother's wife Merrianne got me a new dress and she did my hair and I was so proud. As a pre-teen I wanted to look like other girls and felt some kids were cruel to me. Not alot of my childhood would I choose to go back and relive.
Did I enjoy anything? of course! the best memories were at my brother Roscoe's home out in the country with corn fields to hide in and grapevines to swing on. It was a kids paradise! Going out to Roscoe's was a real adventure for both Bump and I which we'll always remember as a big part of our growing up years.
Life did get better! I met my husband of near fifty years now, we had seven children which gave me new memories to replace the old ones.
Our children have left the nest and now we have grandchildren, ten to be exact. So now we are making new memories. I miss the days when my children were young, but they are still a big part of our lives, all of them are kind and good to their dad and I. I would like to end here before I start getting teary eyed. The days of my youth are gone never to come back. So I will try hard to make this day a very special memory. love , mama
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