Monday, April 9, 2012

Seven Things

My moms childhood/lifelong friend posted a blog today with a challenge to share seven things about yourself. Now I wasn't mentioned in the 'like to hear from' group, but I find it interesting. I am not sure if there are guidelines in what to share or how long it shouldn't be, lol. So, like my mom I will just start with #1 and see what comes to mind working my way through this blog.

#1. I was born in West Virginia. From the time I was born to this day I have lived in 6 different states. West Virginia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Maryland, Nevada and Arizona. I attended 10 different schools K-12. I lived in approximately 25 different homes. I am not counting when I 'lived' with friends because I technically still lived in my moms home too. I can tell you I moved more times then places I lived- that is because we lived with my grandparents on two separate occasions and twice the same house in Pineville. So to wrap up #1, NO, I am not a military brat.

#2. In elementary school I won three contest. The first being 'Passenger of the Year on the Bus'. I got a plaque for this. Next was an art contest where I got a Turkey, not really exciting for me. The other was an ice cream eating contest at the Piggly Wiggly on James Island in the winter, with no hands allowed, lol. That time I won a pizza party for my class. In middle school I won an award for MVP in Girls Jr Division Basketball. In high school I won the Outstanding Drama Award my senior year and received a metal and got to wear it for graduation. -Fun Facts-

This really is hard....

#3. When I got pregnant with my son A.J., my Nanny decided that she couldn't be around me. She felt I had deceived them. I told her, and my father too, that I was pregnant after my 1st trimester of pregnancy. What made this so different then others that wait to tell everyone is beyond me. So, in essence this meant I wouldn't see any Atchley's other than my brother and father. She still sent Christmas and Birthday cards and presents to A.J. too. My father called me when my papa started being in the hospital more often and his health really started to decline for me to go to the hospital to visit, even with my Nanny there. This was the only time I saw her. I last saw my Papa Christmas of 96 healthy and vibrant with life, the next time I saw him he was very ill. I saw him only 3 times after that Christmas until I saw him in his coffin. The last time I saw him was the week he passed away. He was so weak, thin, frail, and very ill, and what kills me is that he was embarrassed or ashamed that I had to see him like that. I guess some could say this is a blessing-that I didn't have to see him slowly decline in health. I don't know if I feel that way. My Nanny told someone at my Papas funeral that she just 'loved me too much' and had such expectations for me. That is why she did what she did. After that things started to change again, but they would never be the same with my Nanny & me. I hold onto this-I don't really know how to let go of it. My Nanny passed away about 6weeks ago. It was even hard to listen at her funeral at how my own brother and cousin spoke about her love and how she did not judge-I kept my mouth closed.

#4. I am such a Twihard! Give my Buffy, Angel, Charmed, Vampire Diaries, Dollhouse, Pretty Little Liars etc.- you know- any kinda teen-young adult show, book, movie too. It's my brother fault that I enjoy fantasy so much- he used to have to carry me with him every where so he had to teach me D&D and let me play with his friends! I love Wizards of Waverly Place and watched Hannah Montanna, even The Suite Life of Zack & Cody. I read The Immortal Series, Harry Potter, Twilight (duh), Vampire Diaries (books) and the sort. Don't forget V.C. Andrews, one of my most favorite & long term authors.

#5. Photography! What more can I say? If you look up the word in the dictionary I am sure you will find my picture (haha) somewhere close by. I spend a piece of almost every day either taking, loading, posting, organizing, printing, scanning, dating pictures.

(that one was easy!)

#6. I was in an intense conversation with my son one day and I asked him, I said "you want to know about my life? you want me to tell you?" He answered without any hesitation "NO". So I find it hard to tell others some things about me without sharing how I got to be that way. OR where that behavior stemmed from. I have a hard time sharing a lot of things with others. I don't want the 'poor you' or 'she thinks she had it bad', stuff life that. I guess I find myself holding back a lot. I know that sounds impossible to some, but it is in a different way. I can be very unbiased about a situation you are going through and help in that way and be honest and blunt about how I feel. But its the deeper stuff- things I guess I need to work out- like trust. I have a HUGE trust issue.

#7. I have a wonderful mother. She help to make me who I am. She taught me to speak up, okay so my g-ma Claudia had a hand in that too! My mom made mistakes, she messed up and had the courage to know she had to walk away and had the strength to turn her life around. It was a lesson in life for me. When my life was a little 'ify' I thought about how my mom was able to change her life. I can pull courage from my mom and the many people in her life I have had the pleasure to meet. I want to be the best mother to my son. I know I screw up, I never know if the right decision is the right one to make. I am uncertain of myself at many times and wish there were some things that the crystal ball could tell me! LOL!

I am..who I am..

Like my mom's blog- I am really not sure where the seven came from. I started looking at a photo time line to think about me and my life and what there is to tell about me. The others just found their way onto the screen. I like this kind of blogging! Tell me what to write about and I will do it!!


  1. Love it. I didn't include you in the list because you rarely blog. You are the picture person. You can tell a story in pictures and I can't take a decent picture to save my life. It was actually a new friend that posted the blog with the challenge. Aunt Carol doesn't even have a computer. How does one function without a computer? Love you..Mom

  2. Allen and I talked about the way Nanny loved, and she never, ever stopped loving you.

    I love you, too....Teddy