Gwen is 20 years old today. It doesn’t seem possible. Did I fall asleep for a decade? Did we skip a few years on the calendar? How did this happen?
Happy Birthday Gwen
Today is Aaron’s birthday. He would have been 42 years old. I thought I would honor the day by sharing one of our adventures together as children.
During the summer of 1988, my brother and I spent most of our free time exploring the woods and playing in a creek.
One day, we were hanging out in the woods and fishing. We had a bucket full of fish, but it started to rain. Neither one of us wanted to leave, since we were having so much fun.
I suggested we take the bucket of fish home and put the fish in our bathtub. That way we could continue having fun while we were at the house. Aaron thought it was a great idea, so that’s what we did.
My mom came home from work, as she passed by the bathroom, she saw Aaron sitting on the toilet with a fishing pole. She went into the bathroom to find out what in the world her son was doing.
When mom looked into the bathtub, she went ballistic. She started yelling at both of us to get those **** fish out of the there.
We put the fish back into the bucket and walked down the street. We decided to release the fish in our neighbor’s pound. Once we got home, Mom made us scrub the bathtub multiple times with several different cleaning solutions.
Personally, I think she may have overreacted just a little bit.
I was born with inner-ear deformities, so I have dealt with hearing loss my entire life.
In school, I struggled to hear the teacher. As a result, I was viewed as intellectually challenged. I was also punished for failing to follow directions that I never heard or that I misunderstood.
I couldn’t explain to the adults in my life what was happening. I didn’t understand it myself. I didn’t know the other children were hearing things that I missed.
For me, I think the saddest part of growing up with a hearing disability, is believing I was stupid and that I would never succeed in school or in life.
When we moved back to the United States in 1987, I was amazed at how different it was from Germany. I spent most of my life in Europe, so there was a lot that I didn’t know or understand about America.
One of the first things I noticed was the cereal isle in grocery stores. I was surprised to see an entire isle dedicated to cereal. I wanted to try every single box of cereal. I especially wanted to try the boxes that used pop culture to entice shoppers.
Unfortunately, my mom wasn’t willing to purchase that much cereal at one time. Oh well, that’s how life goes.
Growing up I looked forward to achieving certain milestones, because it meant I was entering adulthood. It seemed like it would take forever for me to get a driver’s license, finish high school, and get my own car. I counted down the years for what seemed like eternity.
However, I achieved those milestones about thirty years ago. It boggles my mind how much time has passed. I am now watching my niece become an adult and she too has achieved those milestones.
It just doesn’t feel right. It seems strange somehow. Do you know what I mean?
Today is National Military Brats Day. Being a military brat made my childhood unique in many ways.
Happy Military Brats Day
This book is a collection of short stories about a Latino girl growing up in Chicago. Each story is short and easy to read, which makes the book flow quickly.
Her childhood stories are vastly different from mine. However, many of the fears and anxieties that surround growing up into adulthood resonated with me.
Also, I understood the writers desire to be different from those around her. I too wanted to follow my own path and live my own life. I never wanted to live the life other people thought I should live. In fact, that is something that has never changed about me.
The book is interesting and relatable. I recommend giving it a chance.