The best thing about being a daughter is growing with years following..how it becomes a far better thing in life..parenting..TEACHING U.. 2 embrace.. once a face grows in time of generations..long to greet the stories shared..back in the days of old vintage..when I was just a baby and mother raising her offspring..10 ..to be exact..that's right ..my mother was a woman who carried a load..being the wife w/ no other alternative..she did it well...where my dad was always working...never wanted her to work..or have any other taking care of us..in a way..dad was from that old fashion rules..kinda strict..but..staying with kids.. wasn't selfish at all..he took care of all of us...although back in the days ..a drinking problem...gave mom a few loud battles through their marriage...saw a lot ..even some hands going up against daddy's head..he had that problem..but down through the years ..it got better..though stories of my other brother and sisters were not quite what u would like to go through,,they were punished a lot..beat..whippings all the time...so ..hearing what they went through..made feel .my brotha Tony and I were in the clear..due to being born ..the last 2 children...heard we were ..the saved one...cause my dad was an animal when he came home from hanging out and started beating on all..well so much for giving details...I through for today's part..I will continue tomorrow .w/ the nextchapter of mother days..chow...Create..Sheila T Jordan
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
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