I went through and found more old (and some hilarious) photos. These are mainly for my fam.
|That's me & my Mama, Miss Tootsie.|
Don't remember who the baby is.
|That's me being so "fast" & grown. With my hand on my back, as|
my mother would say. Some of the other kids are the Rouzans. Still friends today.
|That's my big brother, Chuck, looking like a black member of Duran Duran.|
So handsome & still is.
Me in background. And I still tag around him when I can!
|Me with my little brother, Darrell & his dog, Scott.|
He loved that dog.
|My daddy. I'm the female "George".|
I was talking with a good friend the other day. We are both making a lot of life changes and shooting for big futures - yes, even at my 55 and her 57 years. She said something interesting about how different everyone's life journey can be. Ours have certainly not followed normal paths!
So, I'm looking back on my years that ask questions and years that answer. The only thing any of them have in common are their echoes.
I've been up, I've been down. I've flown First Class, Coach, and Standby. My world has been full to bursting with joy, then plunged into a darkness close to Hell. I've been healthy, fine, arrogant, beautiful, desired and too full of myself. I've been broken and abused and discarded and forsaken and forgotten and vilified and sick unto death. I've had friends and enemies and people who simply never noticed.
I am blessed because I've lived a life and, God willing, I will make the most of the years I have left.