let me introduce myself!

[dguernsey1]

It all started back in 1961, at 4 32 am. A baby girl was born  (thats me) with carrot colored hair and brown eyes (not blue, like most)! My father is 1/2 indian  and 1/2 new yorker  ,  and my mother is an Irish country bunkin    2 years later a little brat was born,  they named him Jerry, (yeah, I do love him)! 
             After a few years of marital bliss, my dad decided he needed a man for a change,  and hit on an under cover cop in Eola park....Game over!  I guess you could say, that marked the beginning of the end for that  marriage.  By the time I was 6 my mother was married again, after 2 years of hardship as a single mother of 2. Then there were trwins, a boy  named Tim, and a girl  named Kim.  10 good years past, and good ole step dad started acting nutty. You know, like, mentaly unstable,  wak, a complete basket case....Game over! 
             2 years later, in rides Jim Carnley, and sweeps my mother off her feet , with his sweet smelling marajauna and fresh picked mushrooms ...she was hooked, but good!
They lived happily ever after, untill he died 23 years later from lung cancer. He was my dad, and I loved him dearly. But wait, Iv gone too far....way to far!
              Only a few years into the marriage of mom and prince tokeing, I met my first husband, Ray and had my 2 daughters, Tiffany and Megan.  We were always poor and living on food stamps and medicaid, and always ended up living with his mother, because he couldnt keep a job,  so after only 4 years.....Game over!
            I met John Knight almost imediately. I was soooo in love I couldnt see or think rationally.  For the next 7 years I was stuck on stupid!    Three kids were born, Kyle, Nick, and Noelle! No matter what he said or did , He could do no wrong in my eyes,  Untill he  suddenly grew an extra *bleep*, and needed another sex partner to move in with us,
permanantly!......game over! We were never married, he was a "free spitit" Being married would make it illeagle to cheat! He said we would later but it never happened. He found another sucker to live with, and  acually did marry her.  She hated me , for what ever reason, and talked him into running away with my 3 little ones.  Long story short, I didnt find them again untill 17 years later. He dumped them off at an orphanage in georgia, and they were adopted by an older couple.  He didnt even try to bring them home to me!
           I survived that ordeal some how, though I dont remember parts of that time in my life. 4 years later I met the alcoholic,  Steve. He wasnt so much at first, he was only 32, so was I. But alcoholism, being what it is, is progressive so over the years he drank more and more. Soon he went from beer to vodka. He became depressed  and angry  over his mothers death, and was never the same. I stuck by him through his ups and downs, and even left him several times, hoping he would get help. Eventually I realized, he was broked, and I couldnt fix him  .........game over! We were married for 16 years! Now he's in fla, and I'm here in texas, trying to start over. Thats it in a nut shell, or should I say "bomb shell"....