Showing posts with label WendyTales-Stories of My Journey of Life. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 26, 2015

WendyTales-Stories of My Journey of Life

Good Afternoon my dears and Welcome to 
WendyTales, my time personal time with 
you all to either tell stories, my own experiences in life or 
even helpful hints from my own garden. 
So for today's Sunday Post I thought I would 
tell you More about my Journey
~My Journey~
So find that cozy chair and a warm cup of coffee or tea
 and have a sit and I will give you a bit of a tale about me.
I thought I would go back a little farther  so you can see how 
important my family [parents, brother and sister] and 
my Family my husband and son are to me. Plus my dear 
friends and many other sisters that I have 
Paula, Cynthia, Agnes, and so many more 
that have got me to where I am today.

It was 1960 in Oakland/California and my parents had to rush there first 
child over the bay bridge at 2:30 am then they came to the train
that was coming. I kinda remember my momma saying 
 if my father doesn't bet the train he will be delivering his first 
child here in the car. Well you don't know my dad but 
he got me! he hehe to the hospital safely, bet the train
and I was born just after he park the car. 
I guess I wanted to make a grand entrance into the world.
I was born at 3-am on Dec 7  1960
~Stories of My Journey of Life~
Well today we are going to move on a bit further in 
my life. I thought I would write first some of the most
happy moments of my childhood, teenage, and young adulthood 
first before I get into the rough parts of my life, since you
already know the rough parts in my later life or some of them
at least.  Now the trick is to pick one...
Well I was the first child and have been always been
very close to my dad since the day I can into the world.
I was an only child for 3 years till my sister came
and I had lots of attention from my relatives and
my dad and mom. I remember the favorite 
memory was this horse that they got for us 
soon after my sister was born, his name, was blaze the horse. 
We had the best time with that that moving horse, 
my sister and I. Even though she was only 2 and I was 5 it was 
one of the best memories. 
Do you all have a happy memory as a child that
your would like to share with me and everybody else?
Well I know this one was short but next time I will think of
a longer story. I love you all very much my dear
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