When I was a child from birth to five years of age. I was well protective, so I thought by immediated family members...My mom, dad, three older siblings. One younger one. Mom said to me as an adult," I was the unexpected child she had." She continued to tell me the story behind why I was a big surprise, She said,"I thought my caring of children was behind me." I laughed, "Then there came me." She continued and "Your brother followed". That incendent made the two them, my dand and mom, have two set of children, we weren't close in age with the oldest three offspring. Both of the oldest ones were responsibled for caring for us while she was working. My oldest brother too, but World War 2 drafted him out of High school therefore, he weren't home until a few years later. The two oldest sister were married by the time we,my youngest brother and I was about eight years of age.
It's funny, I didn't get to really know them until I was married. Oh, they came home for the summer, sent gifts for us on special days, yet it's not the same as in the city where our family lives. We got special treatments from them. One I remembered well after my brother, oldest one, returned home. He purchased our first bikes. I was a Tom Boy. I solo bike alone. I was coming doen a hill and ran into the elementary school wall. The bike was a boys bike, and I hurted part of me ,you might say I wanted to yell a very bad word. I rolled the bike home as I walked beside it with the front wheel turned. I guess my Dad wanted another son when I was borned, nonetheless, I was the climbing trees, he had me helping my younger brother if he got into trouble.
My youngest Brother, seems to find things he needed help.
If my brother needed help in a fight. I was the one to help. There was one thing we were taught, NEVER to start a fight, but DON'T lose one. Never let your opponet to place the first blow, it can be the last one. "A lot of double talk, right? Yet, we knew what they meant and never had a true fight that would cause either of us to get into trouble. However, we had the family, school, church and community to support children at that time.
I was fast on my feet, I played ball, basketball, race a little, and skated. I was great in Soft ball and Basketball. I did played on a Softball league in our community and a year after I graduated from High School.
My preteens and teen years I think so much as today but with tremendously guidance. We did as teens today talked to boys before the age of dating. We told fibs to get out of the house, such as, I need shoe polish for my sneakers. My best friend and I live about a half block from each other. We talked over the phone late night when we thought our parents were asleep. We had Party lines then, therefore some neighbors would hear you, you then wondered how they knew. I started dating, going out with boys at the age of 16. We called it courting. The boy will come to your house at a certaing time and HE will leave at 9:00. You could only have company,"Court" Sunday, Wednesday and Friday.On the week end with chores completed, you attended church on Sunday. That next Saturday, you'll get a chance to go to the movies.
I met my husband at the age of 16. we dated three years before I tricked him into marriage. We became friends and our marriage was a happy one. Yes, we had disagreements. but we kept communication, trust and faith with each other as our most important tools.We parent three sons. Together we enjoyed our children before his death.
Th years of my thirties I became independent. eight years it took me to get my world together after he had left. but, God lead me all the way until they, my sons, got married. Iam not going to tell you the end of the 60's to 80's were great. I placed my personal life aside until I was able to rely on another person in my life. That person was the wrong persson. I married for the wrong reasons. Children in college, working, and a broken marriage. You know I needed support or someone to carried me and he, Jesus, carried me to the moment He knew I could continue.
The eighties, the eighties the years of growth for me on another level. Divorce, I had to put the man out several times until I seen my kids leaving if an argument started.That was it! The eighties I had major surgery and lost my best friend, My mom,my oldest brother and one of my sisters. The eighties, I had problems on my job. Never let anyone tell you when you are on your back, there are people who tries to place their feet on you to keep you down. My boss tried as I fought back. I had to let him know," I'm not what he preceived me to be and don't ever think you will ever know me! There are times I don't know know me." I never heard another word from him but the best. Yet, he too taught me a great lesson.
The Swinging ninties!I became Rosa again, No one to tell me what to do, be creative in my way, live for me, my family and explore the states. It was a tremenously grand.
Into the 2000, I continued to 04. Now, it is a moment to start an adventure I know not where. but the thoughts are there. I looked and seen that I am the oldest member alive on my father's side of the family. You know there is a lot of living , writing researching and footsteps to leave for someone to follow.
Here I am, ready, willing and able.
