sisterlister's profile

I'm a lot like you.  I have learned a lot the hard way.  Made a bunch of mistakes and done a fair amount of harm to myself and my family.  The good news is that I have also done a lot of good.  I love well and still laugh often.  God is merciful and just and I cannot ask for more than that.

I love old time music, quilts, dulcimers, the Appalachian Mts, campfires, soft rain, strong men with scruffy beards who clean up well, rock and roll, poets, Scrabble, my kids, my grandkids, my sweet Mother, my 'baccy chewin' father-in-law, my little brother and his family, the Lord, and real people. 

I would rather make love than have sex and I need to be married to my partner.  I believe the Bible and I am still proud to be an American

I was married at 18 and widowed at 41. I had my oldest son when I was 20 and my youngest son when I was 29.  I lost a baby in between.  I have one little brother,  and I saw his little girl born, his wife is as  crazy as me and we are working on a cookbook. I have one daughter-in-law from WV who loves me.  but does not understand me.  I have two ex daughters-in-law, one of them shoulda never got away.  One of them gave me my little Joel.

I would love to fall in love again, but I am not desperate.  I'd like to marry a good friend who makes me laugh and will hold me when I cry.  

Money talks, but it is not the loudest voice I listen to.  I just need to feel secure and be responsible.

I still want to write a book, but have a hard time writing letters.  I love stories and I would like to hear yours.

I love to travel, still hope to see Ireland.  I often go for rides and see what's down that road I haven't taken before.

I like to hear babies laugh, old women cuss, rain on a tin roof, and men sing. 

Watching my children hurt is worse than the cancer I have survived.  I hate lying and have little patience with stupidity.  My Daddy was a hell raiser and used to say he was right 10 out of 9 times and he was.  He gave me pink sweetheart roses one year at Valentines and so much love all my life.  My Mother prays for me and puts up with all my stuff. 

My sons call me Mom and other things and my grandsons call me Granny and that is who I am.