The past few weeks have been trying to say the least, but I am trying to have the most positive attitude that I can. I have sat and thought about my life and where I am heading. To say I have had a great life is not exactly true, but I haven't had a bad life either.
As I sit here contemplating my next move, I went over the past to try to understand what my life has given me. So much has happened in my life that I don't know where to start.
I think putting it down on here might help get a little more perspective.
My parents divorced when I was 15. My mom moved us when I was 16 to Upper Michigan to finish out school. Little did I know where life would take me. I was going to school in Marquette where my friend Marie and Karen introduced me to a fire fighter. He was a strange guy, but showered me with attention. I didn't realize at the time what I was getting into. We started dating during the end of my Junior year of High School. He was 21 and I had just turned 17. I was enamored by the thought of having a boy friend, all my friends had one so why not me! My mom took a job in Newberry - 2 hours from where he lived. I started my senior year of high school and quickly found out I was pregnant. My mom was hurt, shocked and just wanted me to finish school. She didn't want me to get married and move away, but I had other plans - to get outta there as quickly as possible. I figured out just what a temper he had during a snow storm. He got so mad he kicked in the front grill of his car. I was scared, because my mom went through similar things with my father, but I didn't care - I just knew I was in love. He and I got married in Jan. 89. I was 17 and didn't care what my family thought. I found out in March that I had had a miscarriage, but that I was pregnant again. I was upset and excited at the same time if that can be possible. I wasn't sure I was ready for a child, but I had semi prepared for one. I graduated High School - on time I might add. The fire department was good to us. Everyone was very supportive. I spent a lot of time there having dinner and playing cards with the guys. I met some of the wives, but we mostly hung out with the single guys. I met Renee and Smitty who I continue to be friends with to this day. I met my best friend Lisa, who continues to be a big part of my life.
In Sept – when I was 7 months pregnant, Renee and I were headed home from Marquette and we got rear ended by a car. I started having contractions. Renee was really worried, and her son was in the car too. None of us were hurt, and there wasn’t much damage to the truck, but I wasn’t feeling so well. She quickly headed to the hospital. She tried to call our husbands, but they were too busy playing Nintendo to care. My contractions started calming down, and I was told to take it easy. My husband finally showed up to take me home.
My pregnancy went pretty well. After a week of labor and my water finally breaking - Nov 4th 89 I had a daughter - Christina who continues to be an inspiration and light in my life. She weighed in at 7 lbs, 15oz and was 23 ½ inches long. 