20. Describe 3 significant memories from your childhood.
1. One Christmas, I wanted a barbie house so bad so I asked Santa for one. It was at a point where I wasn't sure Santa really existed so I didn't really think I would get it. On Christmas morning, under the Christmas tree, was the most beautiful, fully set up Barbie house! I just KNEW Santa was real after that and I believed for a very long time. I'm thankful for my parents helping us to truly believe in magic and letting us be kids as long as possible.
2. When I was 12 or 13, my step mom slapped me across the face for calling her a bitch in the car on the way home from the pool (where she sent me and my step brother every day of the summer - he had lots of friends and loved it, I did not). When we got back to the house, she made me sit in the corner by the A/C vent in my wet swim suit while my step brothers made fun of me and my nose running/sniffing...because I was so cold and wet. I stopped going to visit my dad over the summer after that and then stopped going every other weekend shortly after. And that's when our relationship really plummeted.
3. Mom, Dad, Heather and Dustin went on two major family vacations - one to San Diego and one to Las Vegas. Without me. This was the first time I really felt like I didn't really belong with my family. I still feel, a lot of times, like I don't really belong with either side of my family, my mom's and most certainly not my dad's. That's why I was adamant that Brazos have a sibling and why I fight tooth and nail to keep my marriage together. I don't ever want my kids to feel that way, not even a little.
1. One Christmas, I wanted a barbie house so bad so I asked Santa for one. It was at a point where I wasn't sure Santa really existed so I didn't really think I would get it. On Christmas morning, under the Christmas tree, was the most beautiful, fully set up Barbie house! I just KNEW Santa was real after that and I believed for a very long time. I'm thankful for my parents helping us to truly believe in magic and letting us be kids as long as possible.
2. When I was 12 or 13, my step mom slapped me across the face for calling her a bitch in the car on the way home from the pool (where she sent me and my step brother every day of the summer - he had lots of friends and loved it, I did not). When we got back to the house, she made me sit in the corner by the A/C vent in my wet swim suit while my step brothers made fun of me and my nose running/sniffing...because I was so cold and wet. I stopped going to visit my dad over the summer after that and then stopped going every other weekend shortly after. And that's when our relationship really plummeted.
3. Mom, Dad, Heather and Dustin went on two major family vacations - one to San Diego and one to Las Vegas. Without me. This was the first time I really felt like I didn't really belong with my family. I still feel, a lot of times, like I don't really belong with either side of my family, my mom's and most certainly not my dad's. That's why I was adamant that Brazos have a sibling and why I fight tooth and nail to keep my marriage together. I don't ever want my kids to feel that way, not even a little.
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I never once felt like you weren't part of our family and it makes me so sad that you think that.
I'm super pissed about your step-mom. I can't even believe that it was allowed to happen.