Kansas up to age 4!

The first years of my life were spent with my mother and father and half brother. This was not a perfect life since both my parents were on drugs. In fact my only memories of this time in my life are of my parents fighting with me and my brother hiding under the bed, the furniture being all turned over with my mother sleeping and my father snorting lines. I remember when I had my two front teeth knocked out by some older kids that were trying to hit my brother with a piece of asphalt. It hit me and the mail lady drove me home bleeding and i went to the hospital. Then there came a time when my father went to jail. I acted out by following my big brother to school enough times to have the cops threaten to put me in foster care if my mother couldn't keep me home and they did. Of course I then walked out of all the foster homes they put me in. So i guess it was soon after this at age 4 my mother decided that she could not take care of me and my brother by herself. This is when I went to my grandparents home half way across the U.S. in Pa. I remember my mother pinning a note to my dress and sitting me on the counter in the airport with my one little suitcase. She then walked away and I was alone!

What's the point?!?!

Well I guess in order to get to the present I need to start in the past (hold that thought)...

I decided to start this blog as a kind of diary/life story (therapy)!!!!! Now I will not always have perfect grammar or spelling and I may even have run on sentences. I also don't capitalize everything that should be or punctuate the right way every time!

Now you will find out my life... that means my past and present! The past stuff is what I will be starting with I will break it up into several posted then we will move on to the present. In the present is where I much rather be anyways!


So here goes my life for everyone to read: