Six Months

 I've been writing this blog for six months now, and I need some topic ideas. Please let me know what you want me to write about. Shoot me an email (my email should be on my info page on my Facebook) or leave me a comment here. I'm really running out of ideas, guys.

Nick brought up an idea; he suggested I write about my family. I have a plethora of siblings. I love them to pieces. I have 8 sisters and 5 (well, 4) brothers. One of my brothers did pass away. Although none of them are full blood relations, I love them all as if they are. I've never thought of them as half/step siblings.

My mom used to tell the story about when she was in labor with me. She was up on a ladder hanging storm windows. It was late September, and she knew the windows needed to get done before I was born. For the longest time I thought, what the hell? How could she take such a risk? Didn't she care about me? Then, recently, my eldest sister pointed out that maybe Mom was angry because my father wasn't around and she was running on adrenaline. Maybe she knew that she had other kids at home and that the windows NEEDED to get done to protect these other kids for the winter, and she couldn't get them done after I was born. Who knew when or if my dad was going to come home. My dad was a bit of a ladies man back then and was off with someone else. No one knew if he was going to be home for my birth or not. So I finally forgave my mom. For 43 years I held it against her, thinking that maybe she didn't care enough about me. Now, as a stubborn woman myself, I understand what she was going through and the decisions that she was making at the time, thanks to the explanations of my sister.

(This is from way back when, but I love it!)

My sisters are always there to help me see things in a new and different light. I'm not as close to some of them as I am to others. Some of them have been there with me in hellish times. They've seen me at my lowest of lows. And the others are lucky to only have known me when things are good.  I don't see some sisters or brothers at all just because we've grown apart or were never too close to begin with, but I still love them with all my heart.

On a change of topic, I did get a job. Apparently being open is okay. I will continue to tell my story, whatever people want to hear, or whatever I can do to educate. I hope to learn more as I go on in life. The funny thing is, the day I accepted the position, I got two phone calls for interviews at other companies. The day I started my job, I received yet another phone call for yet another interview. I had to laugh. From nothing for weeks to sudden interest.

So, if I don't receive topic ideas, you'll be subjected to poetry and narratives. You've been warned! Until next week's dirt...

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