Wow! What a powerful questions with passionate answers! This is amazing Chutz so, thank you for a wonderful Easter Sunday Koffee Klatch. I grew up in a family that from the outside looked perfect, but was far from it. There were 5 of us kids; Mom stayed home and entertained Dad’s clients from all over the world. Our house was the house of “wealthy” people, our clothes were perfection, and we were in church every time the doors were
open which being a Southern Baptist, meant they were
open a lot! What people didn’t see were dark, nasty, vicious secrets. Dad was a mean and abusive person. Mom was wonderful, but depressed and terribly passive. We were emotionally, mentally, physically and every other type of abused constantly. The one joy of my life and the reason I ended up growing into adulthood sane was my PawPaw. He was my Mother’s father. No, actually he was her STEP father!! Can you believe that? This man came in and raised my Mom and aunt from the ages of 1 and 3 and then loved us as his grandchildren as if we were his own. He was a true hero. He came and got us kids every summer starting the day school was out until a day before we went back. He and my grandmother lived in Texas and we lived in Tennessee, but that trip was made diligently. He taught me to not be afraid of all men, to love, be honest at all costs, to listen to others, to help, to care and tried hard to teach me to trust, but that was burned up in the fire of my childhood. I was 10 years old when very quickly, my PawPaw died of cancer. Oh boy the loss was horrible. I miss him to this day. And then one day years later, I met a man who has always been compared by my sisters and brothers to my Grandfather because their personalities are so alike. I married this man and he is incredible. Being loved by my husband is nothing short of a miracle. People walk by this astonishing human every day and are unaware they have just been in the presence of pure kindness with no measure. He has taught me to begin to trust and that it is o.k. to love and be loved. He took up where my PawPaw left off. I must add my son, Daniel who left his wife, son and new baby girl last year and went to war for all of us. He worked on the U.S.S. Roosevelt which was nicknamed, “The 911 Warship” by the New York Times. Daniel was the last person in the airplane checking the computers just before the pilot loaded and took off to Afghanistan when a distress call came in from our boys being blasted. He earned 2 Naval Achievement Medal’s for going “above and beyond the call of duty”. He’s a special man as well. And to end this, I have to add my “brother” Mikel who is well loved on HW. I have derived such courage, peace and so very much more from him. In a short amount of time, I have found an honest, loving and deeply caring person who I am proud to call friend and family. Oddly, after the horrendous abuse at the hands of my father, my hero’s have mostly been men who saved my life in one way or another and I love them dearly for that.
SORRY THIS IS SO LONG!
I'm called Cat, but as there are few other Cat's on here, I put the number of cats I have and combined it to spell out Catz4
DXed-Syringomyelia C-1 to T-1, Hypothyroidism, Diabetes Type II, IBS, Panic Disorder, ICC , Fibromyalgia, Migraines, Bipolar Disorder, Chronic Muscle Spasms, Torn Rotator Cuff in Left Shoulder, Had emergency surgery for ruptured bowel in '05 w/colostomy and takedown in '06.
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