Tag: LIFE

NINE MONTHS LATER

What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself?

I believe I was eleven-years of age when I was asked, “if you had a million dollars what would you do,” and without any hesitation I said, “ I will have hundreds of babies and love them the way I wish mommy loved me.”

Sure they all laughed at me. “That’s dumb,” they said, “I’m going to buy my own fishing rod.” Yeah a lot of stuff like that was mentioned, we were kids sooo.

As it turned out, when I reached my teenage years my monthly period had become extremely difficult, causing me to vomit for two to three days at a time keeping me bedridden for four days while the loss of blood became a problem, and the pain was unbearable enough that my dad took me to a doctor who in turn put me on birth control pills. In the end not only did this doctor put me on the strongest pill on the market? This pill caused me to have surgery.

When I woke from this operation they told me that sadly I may never have children.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😱 “Oh yeah?” I refused this and prayed and talked and cried and called into the Lord everyday begging and asking for children.

Shortly after my boyfriend and I married. Every year he would promise a child telling me to work hard and sign over my paycheques to him where he would save all the money up for the year to afford a baby-only he did not want children, he wanted woofers, motorcycles and new albums.

Eventually he started leaving me alone while he went bar hopping having the time of his life. I finally confronted him about his actions and he denied it all, eventually I ran away getting a divorce through the newspaper. Lol. Hilarious these French Judges.

So I’m now free to start again at the age of 23, after four years of signing over my paycheque to a husband who had no respect for me and now living with my mom who said, “come live here and take a year off.”

Then days later living at my mom’s house. I am introduced to my siblings friends, where we all went out for some drinks and dancing. Yes my mom too along with her man, at the same time I’m just not into it, I wanted a life with children.

But my family is persistent and would NOT LEAVE ME ALONE. So out we went. Long story short my goal came into existence, Bahahaha. I won’t get into the specifics and you can read into the story anything you wish, but I ended up with child, the happiest day of my life, reaching my one and only goal.

I married the guy and had two more babies. It’s not a hundred babies- a little far fetched, but it was my goal and I did it. Well with help. 🤓 lol.

The End.

DON’T OPEN THE WINDOW

Your life without a computer: what does it look like?

Growing up there were no computers until you saw them on television in movies, wall to wall reels with loads of knobs, lights and robotic sounds, allowing for outdoor activities and no sitting around.

Again, growing older-still no computers that I knew of, made way for learning crafts like cooking, sewing, ironing and knitting along with crocheting and washing walls and floors then windows and time, time to create things and time to spare! Just slim, trim and no sitting around unless I was drawing pictures or printing down thoughts or jotting down words to a new song I wanted to learn.

Then around the age of twenty something, still no computers in my life just getting fancier on the television screen. Paper. Paper became very important to me, never having enough of the stuff or running out of it-needing to use napkins or the backs of news letters coming through the mail, all the while wondering if there would be a better way to save my printed or written stories.

“WHERE THE HELL IS ALL THE PAPER!” Who used the last piece of paper without saying anything? What’s the matter with you people, you can’t say, “I have the last piece of paper!” This loss of paper forced my hand, I started printing on walls until more paper was present. Then frig that!!! I painted my one wall with blackboard paint. How do you like that?

Then…Chalk, chalk, CHALK! Where is all the chalk? “The baby ate it. Or the dog or I saw the cat playing with something, could have been the chalk.” What’s the matter with you guys? Holy sack man… pick up the chalk.

After that, every time I saw paper on sale, no matter where I was, I bought it. Lined paper unlined paper, paper with holes…I didn’t care as long as it was paper. And chalk, lots of chalk. Let’s see the baby eat all that 😱😬 just kidding. I’ll take a baby any day over chalk.

Life without a computer? DON’T OPEN THE WINDOW…” To late! Noooo. Numbering. Paper flying all over the room like a rocket blasted off with me trying to snatch each sheet out of the air. Numbering. “Close the window.” And the paper just falls to the floor floating like little feathers to their doom, now a hundred sheets of paper or more blankets the room like it’s all good, we didn’t leave the room? But it’s not all good, because where is page one?

Life without a computer with UNNUMBERED sheets of paper holding days of my written work now smiling all over the place at me is harsh😤, leaving me to READ just to find page two, three, four, five…😩, you get the picture. Growl…Growl…Roar. Bahahaha.

Life without a computer taught me to remember to number each sheet of paper, even if it’s just page one.

Life without a computer

Have a fantastic day everyone, if not, make it fantastic yourself. It’s nobodies responsibility to make you happy-that’s all on you.

The End