Sunday, December 7, 2014

Who I Am...

For those of my new followers that don't know me very
well, let me give you a bit of a back ground on myself.
I was born Oct, 25th 1966 in Grantsburg Wisconsin,
 the youngest of six children. 

My daddy was a Policeman and Machinist and my mom was a cook in a restaurant in my home town. We lived in the country until I was 9 yrs old when 
my parents bought a house in town. Grantsburg was the type of
small town where everyone knew exactly who you were and 
you can't get away with anything, especially when your
dad is the town cop lol..
I had a awesome childhood the only thing I wish I would
have done different is not babysat so much for my 
siblings children. I didn't get much time to date or hang out 
with my friends because I babysat all the time.
I got out of high school in 1985, that is the summer I met 
my husband (now ex). I had my first beautiful son (Bradley) when I was 19 yrs old and my second handsome son (James)when I was 21 yrs old.

They were then and still are the loves of my life. They are
now 28 and 26 yrs old.
My youngest son Jay has given me three beautiful 
Grand daughters. Aliana is 7yrs old, Hannah is 5 years old 
and Zoe is 2 yrs old.

I can't even express how much i love them.

Although I've had my problems in my life I push through 
and make the best of every minute. I'm back with the 
love of my life we are giving it a second chance
and I know this time everything will work out.
Right now we are at another hard time in our life.
Moved back to Vegas from Michigan, can't find a job. 
Thank god for the friends we are staying with.
But I know it will all work out in the end. 
Who am I, I'm a daughter, aunt, mother, grandmother, girl friend,
friend, and Crafter.
I am just Me...
Thanks for stopping by..

Hugs N Loves



  1. Stephanie B's Creative Designs here. LOVE your life story!!!!! I pray for the best for you and Steve!! God Bless!

    1. hey girl thank you so much we need prayers right now hugs Terrie


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