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What About Me?



I am the Queen of my own little world~ "they" call me Queen Dee;)

I can be crazy, silly, loud, quiet- I love to love- and more often than not, I wear my heart on my sleeve- but will be the first to rip it off and turn cold.

I love the world and people in it and wish I could travel and learn more about other cultures.  But with that said, I am a true southerner at heart.  I want to know all about you, your Mama and Daddy and "them", your garden, your good days, your bad days, what little things your kids have done...I like to talk and I love to listen.  I could live in another country and embrace it   ( preferably England ehmm ;) ). But deep down I will always be a southern girl!  The saying, "you can take the girl out of the country, BUT, you will never take the country out of the girl."...yeah, that's me.

I will always be the Granddaughter of a cotton picker, a share cropper, someone who raised her 4 children on her own after the death of her husband, ironed clothes for money, just to make ends meet. I will always be the Granddaughter of a mason worker. A Granddaughter of a cancer survivor and a woman who was as sweet as the days are long. A woman from Cabbage Town!  I will always be the Granddaughter of a woman who could knit, crochet, quilt, can, garden and cook any other under the table. I will always be the Granddaughter to two people who worked hard on the farm for their family, and who loved one another like two teens until the day they parted. I will always be the Daughter of a man who honored his Mother's wishes, even against the odds of life, who worked hard and built his own home..(and who has ME wrapped around his little pinkie...I believe this should be the other way around...but afraid not). I will always be the Daughter of a nurse that healed the sick, and would give me the clothes off her own back to see me happy.  I will always be the Daughter of a woman who always worked too hard and too many long hours for not enough money, a woman who tells it straight...how we need more of that in the world!  I will always be the Daughter of a hunter and fisherman...and no, he doesn't make his money this way. ;)  I will always be the wife of a man who found love in the baggage claim department...Lord knows I had baggage..and a LOT OF IT!  A man who loves me and our boys, who works hard for us...and did I mention he is a genius? ;)  I will always be the Sister to a man who rivals all men. And I will always and forever be the best thing anyone could be called...Mama, to two boys who are my whole world, my heart, and my breath!

I love Wide Open Spaces, the smell of the country, the filtering of the light through the trees, the golden hour, the sound of the leaves rustling, the cicadas as they sing, old barns and farm houses.  I love old b&w pictures...matter of fact- if it's old, I like it!  I believe in stories- I believe everyone and everything has one.  I believe the most important things are free -  the sun, the wind, the stillness of the morning, or the singing of the birds, and are here to touch our souls.  I love photography, books, reading and writing, anything British, anything from the civil rights era, coffee, tea, cider...I like to dabble in life.  I guess that is why I am not very good at one thing - I like to experience with the creativity of life. 

This is MY blog, My opinions, My life.  I invite you in to share.

Love y'all!

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