It’s Friggin’ September aka The Month Of My Birth

I cannot believe it is already September! Happy day after Labor Day ya’ll. This gal was actually off work which almost never happens in the medical practice I work in – we could be compared to a mini-ER so we’re there for you no matter the holiday.

September is a wonderful month in which I prefer to celebrate every day because come the 15th it is on like donkey kong bishes. aka, it’s my birthday and I will curse in sort of curse words if I want to. we good?

As I was perusing my BlogLovin’ feed I came across Jenni and her once again imaginative way to get back to writing. and it is such a help, especially for those of us just starting out or who sometimes get a little blog fright – I equal this to stage fright for a performer. I love having a blog but am sometimes afraid of saying what I really feel or putting it all out there because of negative criticism or disheartening comments or people who want to fight and argue other points of view… I’m all for free speech and I love the fact that not everyone is the same cookie cutter person but be who you are in a respectful and dignified manner please. and thank you.

so let’s get this party hoppin’ shall we?

describe where or what  you came from. the people, places, and/or factors that make up who you are.

whoa. jumpin’ off the deep end are we now…

I’m from Tennessee. born and raised. I came from a mom and dad who divorced when I was 2. Mom remarried when I was 3 to my wonderful step-dad. They had a daughter who I so lovingly refer to as my sisser. Only the best sister you could ever have in the entire world. She and I were the only grandkids for our mom’s parents, Nana and Papaw. They were the best grandparents you could ever dream of. Nana died in 2005 and Papaw in 2010. My bio-dad moved a lot when I was younger and there would be years that passed before we talked to each other. The longest stretch between my 9th grade year in high school and my sophomore year in college. My step-dad who I call dad/daddy/pops walked me down the aisle at my wedding. Yes my bio-dad was there.

My papaw became very ill just a short two months after my wedding. A few years prior I had been assigned medical/durable power of attorney and at the time I never thought I’d have to do anything but after two months of him in ICU and on a ventilator and after a lot of prayer, talks with medical personnel, family, and researching, I was the one who had to sign the papers to officially “pull the plug” and although I haven’t talked about it since, it’s something that shaped me. that made me realize that life is such a precious gift that can be taken away from us in an instant. He had been gone for a few days before we made the decision to turn off the machines but it was still the absolute hardest decision I had to ever make in my entire life. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone and I hope to never be put in that position again. making me who I am. hell yes.

something else that has made me who I am today would be my husband, josh. he and I have known each other since 6th grade and have been in a relationship since we were 16. we will be celebrating our 10 year anniversary this December and he has taught me more about myself than I could ever have imagined finding out without him. He has been with me through the hardest times in my life and some of the best. he isn’t just my husband, he is my best friend and he supports me and guides me and has helped to shape me these last 9 1/2 years.

BOOM. [and that’s not even all of it – that’s just the beginning]