Thursday, March 24, 2011

I initially started this blog to share my experiences living in this Tucson desert as a stepmother and wife. I have, for some reason, been very reluctant to start this but I am planning on doing so soon. But to start off, let me describe my situation.
I am a 33 year old woman. I was born in Philadelphia, PA to Asim and Yasmin Abdullah. My father was brutally murdered when I was just 5 years old. This is a loss that no matter how old I get, I never seem to get over. My parents were divorced and my mother remarried at the time of my father's death so I never went through the whole "You're replacing my dad, I hate you, you're not my father phase". At least I don't think I did. I really don't remember my childhood. I think that it is because of my father's death and the brutality that I endured during my childhood. Whenever someone says something like, "I remember when I was five...", I always assume that they are exaggerating and can't possibly remember that far back. I think that they are simply having memories based on stories that older family members retell. But so many people do it, so I think it really is something about me.
We moved around a lot when I was a child. From Philly to Phoenix to Houston to Philly to Williamsport to Avondale by the age of 11 where I stayed until I graduated high school. In my childhood, my mother divorced and remarried and divorced again. They were both not very nice men. Some would even call them evil. I also had several "step mothers" due to the fact that my mother was in polygany (polygamy) and her second husband had 3 wives at one time at one point. One of them was very mean to my Mom's children, along with their husband. Because of the way I was treated as a kid, I knew that I would never treat a child in a bad way, ever, if I even decided to have any. I never even considered that I would have step kids and if I did, I knew that I would never have the type of situation that my mother and her children endured. Never did I imagine just how hard living the life that I choose would be. It really is true to that some things are easier said than done.

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