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Things I remember which still resonate with me to this day…

My childhood was pretty normal for the most part and a happy one! In fact, all of my memories are filled with joy… even the fights my parents use to have before they decided to divorce were entertaining to us kids. My older siblings and I use to sit quietly at the top of the stairs to listen. Some of it was shocking, but still we remained silent referees until the time came when we realized no one was going to win this battle. Then we got bored and stopped giving them any attention. We were average in that sense as most of my friends parents were also divorced. One parent raised the kids while the other visited or in some cases remained absent. My Mother took pride in raising her kids and my Father was proud of that! He was “happy go lucky” and she was a “workaholic” while my brother and sister and I played and looked out for each other. Luckly I enjoyed cleaning and they liked to cook so we managed well whenever there were no elders around.

I don’t know how my Mom managed to do everything she did. She was still a child herself (16) when she got married and had her first born who died of crib death at three months old. Besides working three jobs, she made all our clothes, kept the most amazing lawn and garden, renovated our house completely bit by bit, spent hours at the health club every other day and still made time to do the shopping, laundry and yes, even date! I believe what helped her most was in taking the Silva Method classes here in Chicago. I remember she signed my siblings up for the course as well. I was too young is what they told me, but Mom use to sometimes share with me what she had learned. She made it seem like a game, so I still don’t know what it was all about. Funny that I now have such a huge interest in this field though!

I believe the best part of my childhood is the same for everyone in that we all had such vivid imaginations and that fearless mentality. Everyday, life was nothing short of the greatest adventure. We loved everyone and nature deeply, we saw the future with pure joy and optimism and we always made time for play! Our imaginations were running wild and so were we. In time that all changes… soon we are forced to work, to pay our bills, and everyday we are reminded of troubles. Life becomes dull, relationships hard, no time for nature and we begin to imagine the worse! Why? I always felt I was smarter as a child and grew to be stupid. However, now through all my studies I see clearly… I wasn’t smarter, I was just more connected to the source. As babies we are knowing of our creator and source energy. We are all connected to it and to each other. We knew then with certainty that anything was possible! I now choose to remember that and forget all the beliefs that were taught to me or imposed upon me. I make a point of being with nature, loving my friends and family and I take time to play and let my imagination run wild!

Though I was born and raised in midwest Chicago, all of my family members are from a small town located in Alabama. This is where we spent most of our holidays… I use to consider myself lucky for this. It was living the best of both worlds! I have always been grateful that my parents moved to the city, but there were so many advantages to living the “good life” of the country. I would ride horses, go fishing, swimmimg, exploring in the woods, ride in the back of pick up trucks and pick vegetables from the garden. There was so much to do and you didn’t need to wear shoes. My Grandmother said you should feel the ground you walk on and she always made a point to stop and smell the flowers as well.

One more thing that sticks out in regards to my childhood is when I was left home alone at the age of eleven. Yeah, my sister had already moved out when my Mom dove from the shallow end of a swimming pool and hit rock bottom. Broke her collarbone and had no choice but to remain hospitalized for a month! My uncle took my brother to live with him since he was most prone to trouble while I was a straight A honor roll student. After everyone assured me that Mom would be just fine, all I could think was “ALONE AT LAST!” and I was more than content with being left to care for myself. I had no problem at all until the day came when Mom was released from the hospital and my brother was brought back. Within a few short hours my beautiful, clean, peaceful home became a mess and everyone began “fighting” to take control of me and my home. I gave up on being the sole owner of my house, but no one was to control me ever again as I was quickly approaching my teens…

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