My Awkward Self...
Have you ever heard a song, smelled a scent or saw something that triggered a memory so vivid it brought you back to that exact moment in your life? I know, it can be good or bad but my hopes are the great moments overshadow the bad ones. Writing this week’s blog has set off a change reaction in my mind and to be honest I’m having a hard time focusing with the flood of memories rushing in. I want to share funny, interesting and maybe even odd things about me to help you get to know me better. I’ve shared about my family, I’ve even shared about my children (well one of them) and now it’s time for me to share some of my story. I grew up in New Orleans and I was a very “active” child. I’ve learned when people say you have an “active” child with an “active imagination” in the south it’s not meant as a compliment (much like “bless her heart”). I was also the mixed kid that was constantly asked if I was adopted. It got to the point kids at school would just tell me that I was probab...