Monday, September 18, 2017

Personal Childhood Web

Arthur (Dad)
My father was the rock of the family, he has been the anchor and I didn't know that until I was 16. My father took my mothers hand in marriage when she had 2 children and one on the way. He provided for 6 children for 30+ years. I say 30 because, up until this day, he is still providing for some of his children. When I was younger, I was very much a mamma's girl; my father was always at work and always sooooooo over protective of me. It used to frustrate me to no end. He'd constantly stick his head out the window to make sure I was walking, or playing catch with closed fist. "How an I supposed to catch the ball dad?!?!" I would always yell. He would even offer all of our treats to the other kids playing outside with me; our popsicles, ice cream sandwiches, fried bananas! I didn't know how much my father had sacrificed for our family until my sister had a talk with me after my 16th birthday. She told me of all the things my father did for my mother, my siblings and the family as a whole. After knowing that, I was the biggest daddy's girl. I couldn't believe how much he had done, and still does, for our family. After reading this weeks resources, I've realized that all the things my father did that annoyed me, was just his way of caring for me. He was protecting me, he didn't want me to get hurt and he wanted me to make friends. My father was never one to verbalize his feelings, but to this day, I make sure he says "I love you" back to me whenever we get off the phone or part ways.


Lorrie (Mom)
My mom didn't have the easiest childhood but always wanted to make sure her children did. She repeatedly turned down my father's attempts to date her. She thought, why would he want to go out with a woman with 2 kids and one on the way? It took multiple tries for my mom to say yes to a date and 5 offers of marriage before she said yes to my father. They had two children together before getting married- then they had me! My mamma was always there for me; picking me up from school when my cramps were torturous, letting me stay home sick, even when she knew I wasn't really sick and letting me get up at 12am to get a drink of water because I was "thirsty". (I just didn't want to go to sleep!) To this day, my mamma is still there for me; bringing me soup or medicine when I'm sick, picking up coffee for me when I can't get outta work, dropping off quarters for me to do laundry or even finishing up my laundry for me because I have to get back to work. My momma has always been there for all of her children. I'm her baby girl, and I always will be.


Shannon (Friend)


Shannon was one of the first friends I made in the complex where I grew up. I moved to Newport, RI when I was about 4 and meet Shannon when I was about 5 or 6; she actually taught me how to ride a bike! She was a huge part of my social-emotional development growing up. She was my rock and anchor that allowed me to explore my surroundings. She knew and accepted me the way I was. When I was younger, I was very much an introvert and kept to a small group of friends. Throughout my school years Shannon was the one always right beside me all the way through high school graduation and my first Degree. Sadly, after 18 years of friendship we both changed so much that we didn't really notice it and our friendship sorta... stopped. It's sad, but, I think it kinda had to happen, I feel like we'd only hold each other back. Our lives were heading in two different direction and we couldn't stay on the same path. But I'm thankful for her friendship, I wouldn't be the person I am today without it. 







8 comments:

  1. Hello Amy,

    I enjoyed reading your personal childhood blog. I as well am a momma girl. I love my mother and appreciate our relationship now as an adult, than when I was a teenager.

    Keep up the good work

    Paola

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  2. Hi Amy
    I enjoyed reading your childhood blog. I'm glad you are able to say you became a daddy's girl after you saw all of the good in why he is the he is. My daughter used to have all of these friends she called best friends. I told her one day she would find out who her trust friend is because that's the friend that will still understand her. Some friends are only there for a season and to teach us something. Your friend just showed you how you could be you; she did her job.
    Angela

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    1. Thank you for those kind words Angela. It puts things into perspective. :)

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  3. Amy,

    I really enjoyed reading about your childhood web. I think it is awesome we get to experience what each other has went through (somewhat, lol) and also get to see who made a difference in our lives. Much like your father, my father is the rock of my family as well. Although my mother does work, my father has provided for us from when my brother was born. He had several jobs before getting on the DSNY which in the beginning we didn't get to see him as much being that he worked nights. I was always my daddys little girl and still am to this day. My mother is one of my best friends and I will never take that for granted. I am glad I have the relationship I do with my parents because I truly do not know where I would be without them. Thank you for your post!

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  4. Amy,

    I enjoyed reading about your father being a important person in your life. I am a daddy's girl and can relate. Sometimes, it is not until later in life reflect upon the valve lesson learned as children.

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  5. It is great to hear about how much a friend had impacted your childhood. I understand how friendships can run a certain course before they eventually finish. I also had a best fried growing up and around sophomore year of college we went our separate ways. However, almost 10 years later, we are reconnecting. It is funny how it feels like certain friends are there at the exact right moment, and though they may leave, they return at the next right moment.

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  6. Amy your dad sounds like an amazing guy. For him to take on the role of a father and take that role so seriously speaks volumes to his character and I don't even know the guy! Their love story is one for the books and you are so fortunate to be a part of it all. Dads spoil their girls like you wouldn't believe. Growing up, my dad was the disciplinarian and my mom was the softie. Now, he's an even bigger softie than she is (especially when it comes to my daughter) but they have the right idea. Their discipline makes us tough and ready for the world that we will one day face on our own! Thanks for sharing!

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  7. Beautiful family Amy! It is surprising the little things that mean so very much that we will always remember. I had to think and rethink who I wanted to use for my blog. Is there a reason siblings were not chosen, do you think it could be because we had to factor in the sibling spats, that were just growing pains. I think as adults my siblings and I mean a lot more to each other as far as influence. Love between us has always been large but sometimes growing pains were obstacles.

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