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I keep staring at this page. I am sure there are tons of things that I should and could be saying but I am not so sure when I actually sit down to write. Most people would maybe start with work or family but I think I want to go a different route. Maybe give a little insight on who I am. I am sure you can wikipedia the hell out of me, but those are cold little facts, some incomplete that will not give you a real close up look at the woman. Ready? Here we go!
Let me start with birth, I was born in a field of clovers. Right, not really but I was born in Germany, on an army base. I have an older brother, D who will still to this day tell stories about how I was almost left for a piece of Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte. My parents tell me that the Black Forest Cake was not all that good so they decided to take me home with them. I love my family. Growing up an army brat was an experience, I saw the world through the eyes of a child, and still there is that sort of magic and wonder there for me whenever I go back to places that we were in when I was young. Britain especially because my grandparents have an estate there, which that place has bits of my childhood all over it. From climbing trees, rowing on the pond, to sitting by the fireplace and hearing stories from Nana and Gramps.
My childhood years were fun yes, but also with a career officer as a dad, there was a certain discipline and order that had to be maintained. And that is where my mother came in. If you ever meet the wife of an officer, be ready to be impressed, those women are more in charge and commanding then their spouses, least my mom was. Correction is. When D or I got out of line, my mother was right there whipping us back into shape. It sounds maybe a bit harsh but for all the steel there was warmth and love there. We moved stateside, to the south in Georgia which for me became home up until recently. I was the typical rebel type, but with a twist. You know I played the music that drove my parents crazy all the heavy metal and hard rock. But I also play the cello. I started lessons when I was barely able to walk it seemed, as a teen I wanted to of course give it up, but my parents won that fight. You ever heard someone say that one day you will thank someone for making you do something that you didn't want to do? Well, it is true. I thanked my parents for making me keep going to lessons, forcing recitals on me and that whole thing. One of the greatest joys for me outside of being in a ring wrestling is playing the cello. My favorite piece has to be 'Bach's Cello Suite #1, 1st movement.' I also love playing 'Metallica's Nothing Else Matters' Maybe I wasn't as much of a rebel as I like to think, but it worked for me.
Speaking of working for me, being at the laptop, not working for me right now. Maybe I will continue this trip down memory lane, it has been all sunshine and light, but there are dark and stormy patches that night as well.
For now, think I am going to just go make some calls and then, go where the night takes me.
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