I invite you to take a pictoral trip down my life road with me...I just received some old photos in the mail, so this is fun for us both!
This is me at less than a year old. These are my paternal grandparents, O'nil and Alice Turcotte.
This looks like one of those "on the farm pictures" but it is really in their back yard, where they really grew most of their food.
Hardworking and of Canadian descent they adored me...and I adored them. At about 6 years old, I ran away to their house weekly and they let me spend the night most often.
My favorite memory of them was that they arose at 5am EVERY morning and had breakfast together before he went to work. I thought this was what REAL marriage looked like. As they passed THE SHOT GLASS BACK AND FORTH A FEW TIMES EVERY MORNING at breakfast I was just so impressed with how they shared!!! LOL When I grew up I wanted to be just like them! My grandfather built this swing for me and I loved it. It sat underneath a peach tree.
This is me at one year old. My Mom and my Nana had given me a Gidget doll (Barbie was too developed for a 1 year old then) This was a special dress, I remember the red was velvet and I loved it. As you can probably tell, the skirt "twirled" which made me a dizzy girl...not unlike now I guess.
This gift was extra special because although I loved Gidget (she became my alter ego) I really loved her special case! It is pictured here, and I think you can see it is an unusual shape and so cool to carry around. I don't play with Gidgets anymore but I still do like all the special bags that accompany different products. Guess you never outgrow it all.
This is a picture of me at 3 years old with my new baby brother, Richard. I was pretty taken with him. They told me he could be my baby, and I thought he was! Until he got older and hit me over the head with a hammer and sent me to the ER....then I gave him back!!
I was 6 years old when this picture was taken and it was a big deal because I had a dress with a "peter pan" collar! I also got to wear tights on this day and not bobbys...
I was "arriving" and I knew it. I remember this day really well, it was Christmas time and my Nana Kennedy had given me an "Easy Bake Oven" I had just made my first cake.
Between the tights, and the oven..I was ready to move out on my own! LOL A defining moment :)
I was in a drum and bugle corp at 10. I was in "the pee wee squad" of the Nashua Elks Trojans. We marched right behind the drum major and carried guns that were bigger than we were. We didn't really do much in them, but it was a lot of discipline just to carry the thing and be where we were supposed to be doing what we were supposed to do without giggling during competitions. It was an attempt by my parents to keep me busy and out of trouble....and it worked for a while.................................
This is me and my friend in my parents living room stoned out of my mind on grass under their noses for the very first time. I was 13.This past time activity was a great coping mecahnism and is primarily responsible for the fact that there is a large gap in photos as I took this time period in my life as an opportunity to "check out."
This is me at 21 when I met my new boyfriend, Bruce Fane. He had whisked me away for a surprise date and brought me to the airport to be flown in surprise to a vacation in Seattle
I remember this picture was taken as I was trying to pretend to listen to the tour guide talk about the beautiful waterfall in Humptulips WA BUT I was acutely aware that this hot guy was taking a picture of me and I wasn't listening to a word the tour guide said.
I just liked the hot guy...that's why I eventually married him 2 years later. By the way he's still hot.
This is me in a friend's wedding, anorexic and alcoholic and newleywedding at 23. I was in a blackout during this wedding so I have no recollection of this photo.....however...the photo proves I was there.
This was later in the 23rd year. I was NOT drinking, but I was 3 months pregnant in this size 5 dress. Very anorexic and morning sickness 24 hours a day.
Bruce and I as new parents. Still anorexic, renewed alcoholism, and "ALL ABOUT BEIN A MOM!
Cooking from scratch.......making clothes.... (alcoholics never go halfway) playing developmental games...playgroup and drinking like a fish swims!
RAGING ALCOHOLISM CLAIMS THE NEXT FEW YEARS...........................
This is me at 82 pounds just before my first brain surgery.
This is me 2 years later at 35 after my brain surgery when it was beginning to heal. Don't ya love those glasses? They did a great job of hiding how messed up my eye was though!
31 years old, and hair dye from the box to cover the grey.
32 years old and we pay a professional to cover the grey! LOL>
41 years old on my first trip to Disney. My favorite place was "Whoville" Wonder if that was a throwback from those alcoholic days?
47 years old and having fun. NOT alcoholic, NOT anorexic, NOT cooking from scratch...NOT making clothing...NOT coloring my hair...but I did play Barbie's with my niece last week, and I have recently talked with my brother on the phone since I gave him back and I am going in for some more surgery tomorrow...please keep me in your prayers.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
