Lost Memories of a Broken Mind is a follow-up story, It's My Life--Such As It Is and is the story of my life from age 2 to the present. This is a story of life and how simple it was in 1940's, and how different country life was for a girl born in 1944. Life being raised by all women until daddy comes home from the war and takes over his roll as head of the household. As time and life goes on, my schooling , my maturing into a married woman, illness that is causing my memory loss, causing me to loose memories I won't be able to share with my future great grand children---so, thus the Lost Memories of a Broken Mind comes to light. I wrote down memories before I my broken Mind lost them, written as a journal as I was bedridden to keep the boredom from taking over. I just wanted to save some of the past for the future.......thus project ID 549956__"Lost Memories of a Broken Mind. Written in 2010.
When I started writing this journal, I had no intentions anyone else would even see a page of this because it had the worst of my life, and I didn't want anyone I love read it and loose respect in the person I push in public. I'm a very shy and very naive person. I am basically a loner. It is very hard for me to make friends, so I stay home a lot. Not too long ago, even in my old age, I found a very wonderful person that could see into my soul and pull me out. Diane and I have gotten to be the best of friends. Her name is Diane Wilson and she is the most wonderful, loving, caring friend I know! She listens to all my troubles and gives me advise, even though she has more than her share of troubles. She talks and I feel that I do have purpose in life. She is the sister I never had. She has so many problems, but she finds the time to be my best friend. I never liked this town--because the roll the streets up in the evening (well, it does seem like it). There aren't any places to go---nothing to see. Not for the adults--not for the kids. But, my sista-pal texts me and asks if Paul has any coffee left, or we will go out. We call that our gal-pal time. We just go to McD's and have a coke or a frape'and I tell her my troubles and she tells me her troubles. We would talk for ages, and cry in our frepe'. I would like to thank everyone for all the time they have spent making it possible for a shy, scared great grandmother to share her life----such as it is.
Lost Memories of a Broken Mind is a follow-up story, It's My Life--Such As It Is and is the story of my life from age 2 to the present. This is a story of life and how simple it was in 1940's, and how different country life was for a girl born in 1944. Life being raised by all women until daddy comes home from the war and takes over his roll as head of the household. As time and life goes on, my schooling , my maturing into a married woman, illness that is causing my memory loss, causing me to loose memories I won't be able to share with my future great grand children---so, thus the Lost Memories of a Broken Mind comes to light. I wrote down memories before I my broken Mind lost them, written as a journal as I was bedridden to keep the boredom from taking over. I just wanted to save some of the past for the future.......thus project ID 549956__"Lost Memories of a Broken Mind. Written in 2010.
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