February 20,2012.  In one month from today I will turn 49.  When I was sixteen, I wrote on a piece of paper that by the time I was 30 I would have five to eight children.

At 30 years old I was pregnant with my fifth child, and she, Jane, would be our last child.  Due to having 5 cesarean sections, our doctor advised us to have no more children.

So like the piece of paper said, I had 5 children by the time I was thirty (we’ll technically 31, because she was born in December and I turned 31 the previous March.)

I met my husband in Middle School, and in our Freshman year of High School, he became my best friend.  We used to sit in the back of the library and talk about our families and who we were crushing on at the time, but by the fall of our junior year, we realized that we were more than just friends, and on September 22, 1979 he asked me to go steady.

We were dating about three months and I told him that I thought I loved him, he said he “locked” me, that was a cross between like and love.  As the months went on, neither of us could deny, that we had something very unique and special.  Puppy love, young love, teenagers in love…all of those things and more, but our foundation began as friendship, and even now over 33 years later, and almost 29 years of being married.  He is still my best friend, and I love him more with each passing day.

We always said we wanted to have children, even when were were in High School we would often talk about one day having kids together.  I don’t think my husband Donnie, thought it would be five children, but then again, he didn’t know I wrote that letter about how many children I would one day have, until after our last child was born, and a family friend who held onto that letter since I was sixteen, framed it and gave it to Donnie when our youngest daughter Jane  was born.

We didn’t start off our life together the easy way.  We got married at 20.  I had dropped out of College, and by the time we got married, Donnie was working 7 days a week and going to College at night. We paid for our own Wedding, (which by the way, was in my mind the Best Wedding Ever!!) and seven months later we were pregnant with our first child, Danielle.  During my pregnancy, I used to sing the song “Danny’s song” and the one verse that seems to ring true to our life even today was…”Even though we ain’t got money, I’m so in love with you honey”

AND SO…..This is how my blog begins.....