julie

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Get a Cursor! I had my first breath , scream & tear May 24th 1959. I was horrified... the angels came and whispered in my wet ear "Hush our child, you are now with your host family that our father has selected for you , this is just a short part of your journey...You will walk on your own path soon enough". Sometimes I felt Moses had a better deal !!! I was the first born girl, Grandaughter , Daughter , Niece and Sister on both sides of the family . Im pretty sure people came from miles around to see the new addition in the Tillman family ~ May She Survive " WELL YES I DID "Now due to my host family dropping me on my head a few times , I have trouble with my memory.I grew up in a small town , in eastern washington(Population - 275 and still growing) Now I dont remember alot about my childhood. Only a few highlights come to mind,such as little Nomes running around in the flower beds, the Easter Bunny maken our house smell like choc. farts and Santa Claus bringing gifts in the middle of the night so all of us around the world can have " A Birthday Party with Jesus " and last but not least the Tooth Fairy showing up and bringing money when my teeth were broke out and my Grandmother always handing down words of wisdom " Julie be sure and save all your money so you can have a good life someday " I took her advise and when I left home at a early age , I was toothless but I had MONEY !!!I was'nt a day over seventeen when my Daddy walked me down the asle , and he whispered in my ear " You are a young woman now , this is a new begining on your journey of life " Im sure I left fingernail marks in his arm... and " NO I WAS'NT PREGNANT !!! "Starting my home and painting the lil picket fence white , with flowers in the yard and a cat in the window...not (IN THE HAT!) that came later. Yes , in the late ninteen hundreds I started having my little giggle worms... 1980 Nichelle Dee a star , 1987 Lakayla Lynn a musical note , 1992 Chad Mitchell a prism , 1997 Austin Scott a song....Motherhood is something that go's on everlastingly. 3000 years from now Im going to be able to look down from the heavens and see what I have created ( I hope I'll still have my memory ) I dont want to miss this one , the precious little darlings....I've had alot of wonderful relationships , more freindships than Love. Being in Love and staying home with the kids and waiting for my man to walk through that door was like waiting for the maytag man to show up and sometimes the matag man did show up !! I moved on , and fell in love again & again & again , God gave em, and God took em... Today Im very much in Love with Steve and I thank God everyday for my Blessings , and I promise I'll be good (the maytags are gone , we have frigidaires)To laugh is to Risk appearing the fool. To weep is to Risk appearing sentimental. To reach out for another is to Risk involvement. To expose your feelings is to Risk exposing your true self. To place your ideas, your dreams before a crowd is to Risk their loss. To Love is to Risk not being loved in return. To live is to Risk dying. To believe is to Risk despair. To try is to Risk failure.But Risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to Risk nothing, do nothing, have nothing, be nothing.Those who don't Risk may avoid suffering and sorrow but they cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love and live.Chained by their attitudes, they are slaves - they have forfeited their freedom.Only a person who Risks is free.