My life Story

The Beginning...

Well, I was born in Sept. of 1980. My mothers name Lucinda (Cindy) Lee and my father Dud. Yes, I know, what a crazy name. I grew up hating to tell people my dad's name, but hey, I didn't name him.
Anyways. I am the youngest of 3 girls. My oldest Sister Elizabeth (Ellie) is 10 years older. And my next Sister Stephanie (steph) is 8 years older. My dad told me that he wanted to try for a boy and that is why I am so far behind in age. I looked up to my sisters. I always wanted to be just like them.

I don't have much of a memory before my mom died. She died when I was about 7. But I will get to that night later... Nor do I have any pictures besides one of her or me or anyone...

One of the only things I remember is being in the hospital when I had pneumonia. I was in an oxygen bubble. I was probably 3 or 4.

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So my parents got a divorce when I was about 5 or 6. I definitely don't remember them ever being together. I know that they fought alot. And that my Dad was an alcoholic. When they divorced she started to work alot. She worked at a bar and at a factory. At this time, Ellie was married. She got married at an early age, I think 16. And Steph was still with me. She is the one that stayed with me alot but also I stayed with my Uncle and his wife. My mom dated a bit. I always hated all of the men (not to say there were alot). I just hated them. She brought home one or two that I remember. I just hated sharing her with them. I felt like I didn't see her enough.

So then my mom started to have seizures. I was always scared to stay alone with her because these were scary. But on the night she died I was sleeping with her. She woke me up having a seizure. I ran in to get Stephanie and she called 911 and my uncle Gary who lived down the road not too far. So, he got to our house sooner because we lived on a farm in the country. He tried to do cpr and everything, but by the time the ems got there it was too late. They took me down stairs and my sister Stephanie was still in the room with my mom crying in the corner. I couldn't believe what was happening. This wasn't fair! I wanted my Mommy! So then Stephanie and I went to live with my dad. Whom we didn't know that well because we never saw him. He was a work -aholic. We wanted to live with my Grandma (mom's mom). But of course we couldn't. So then Steph really started to take care of me. She and my dad didnt get along well. They always butted heads. But my dad treated me like his baby. He dated around alot before and after my mom died. He was engaged once but broke it off. Stephanie took me everywhere. I learned way too much for my age. But poor steph didn't have a normal teen life. We fought alot, but I loved (well I still love her) her so much. She was like my mother thru everything. I don't know what would have happened to me if it weren't for her. She has a good heart!
At this time my sis Ellie had a baby boy. And they moved alot so I didn't see them much. Then within the next 4-5 years she had a total of 3 boys and a girl.
WE lived about 2 blocks from my grandma, but I never got to see her because my dad didn't like her. That was hard because I was always close to my grandma.
Then about a year and half later my dad met a lady through one of his sisters in KY. Her name is SAndy. She had 2 boys and 2 step sons from her late husband. Her step sons were older with families already. And her 2 sons were about Stephanies age with about a year 1/2 to 2 years between them. Their names are Jason and Don. They decided to marry shortly after meeting.


And I will stop there for now.. I will pick up on the rest later.