First and foremost, I’m the mother of three grown, wonderful children. The words “unconditional love” finally had meaning the day they each were placed into my arms.
Raised as a strict Roman Catholic I grew up in Baton Rouge, Louisiana and spent my summers in Sunshine, Louisiana with my maternal grandparents. After 30+ years of dabbling in Baptist, Presbyterian, and other bible churches, I am currently learning to become an Orthodox Anglican, along with my husband. I love the incense. I love the holiness and quiet reverence during mass. I love the responses and prayers we all cite together. It’s like going back home after a very long, arduous journey.
My dad became a cop in the late 60s and was written about in the book Race and Democracy: The Civil Rights Struggle in Louisiana, 1915-1972. He is tough as nails which is why he has his own web site. He and my mother divorced when I was about 8, so most of my formative years were spent unsupervised while my mother worked. She taught me a lot about working hard and being honest and not expecting a handout from others. We were a self-sufficient, cohesive little unit until I smoked my first joint at 13 years old. I went through a terrible, rebellious stage, which nearly killed my mother. Somehow we lived through that and I became a responsible adult. The best part? My mother forgave me.
Mama was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease over 20 years ago. I am always on the lookout for new treatments, medicines, or surgical developments. She doesn’t tolerate her current medication well. Many times it causes nausea and other unmentionable symptoms. But without the prescriptions, she would not be able to get around at all, so it’s the lesser of the evils. I talk to her every day at the end of my work day. Sometimes it’s just a quick five minute conversation, and other times it’s a 30 minute gabfest if she’s up to it. It’s about all I can do from 500 miles away.
I collect renaissance angels and fleur de lis objects. I love photography and wish I was better at it. Love, love, LOVE my dogs – any dogs, really. They are the epitome of loyalty and devotion, which are two traits I hold in high esteem.