Remembering my childhood is quite interesting. As I think about the people who made an impact on my life as far as nurting, loving, providing necessities of life, I first remember mom. She was taking in my early teen years, but her legacy lives on.
My personal childhood web: Mom, dad, sisters, grandmother, brothers and aunts.
My mom always, told us to stick together as a family. She felt that family is the most important element. She also introduced me to reading the bible and church. My grandmother was a hard working women who brought two story buildings to make sure that we always had a place to stay. She loved me and supported me in whatever endeavor I tackled. Then their is my sister, who stepped in and continued the role of a parent once our mother passed on. She never said no to school or activities. She still continues to be a part of my lif. My dad, was a truck driver, and he traveled a lot. He was the bread winner. My middle brother was good in math, and as the knee baby I always wanted score high academically. I wanted him to be proud of me. He is still living and very much a part of my life.
My family is constantly pushing me forward and telling me I can do anything I put my mind too.
I was the knee child, and I was loved and nurtured by all of the family. I felt I needed my own identity, so I moved away from my sister and brothers after adulthood and moved south with my grandmother until her death. My Aunt taught me how to cook, I continue to bake. She didn't believe in box cornbread or cakes. I continue to cook from scratch. I'm not a chef, but I enjoy cooking for my family.
