Ever have a 'calgon take me away' day? Yep. That would be today for me. Constant chaos from the moment I awoke until now, when I'm desperately awaiting the moment that I can lay my head on that pillow and drift off into nothingness.
So in my first blog I gave a basic script of what my life had and has been since I turned 18. For some reason tonight I feel like taking a step back in time to the 'beginning' or what I know of it. Hope you can bear with me through it. lol
I was conceived out of wedlock, pushing my parents into making a hasty decision to marry. They named me after my great grandmother Lorraine. Hate the name, but I'll live. They made cassette tapes as I grew of me learning to talk. I found it hilarious that one of the first words out of my mouth was beer. My dad taught me that one, go figure. Then my brother James can along. He was only with us a short four months before he passed away. He was found by my mother in the living room...gone. I can still remember hiding under my parents bed and my dad attempting to coax me out. Funny how you remember the strangest things during times of crisis. His death was particularly difficult on my mother because she had just found out she was pregnant with my sister, but life must go on.
I think I shall end it there for this evening and continue soon. My son has FINALLY gone to sleep and after I unwind from this whirlwind of a day it will be my turn.
Goodnight to all!
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