Whenever I called my mother on the phone, I always said "Hi, Mother. It's just me, Gina" so she would know exactly who was talking to her. She was mostly on top of things, but if you called her and didn't tell her who you were right off the bat, she might have a whole conversation with you thinking you were someone else. And that, in fact, did happen.
My mother and me, 1963
This blog is a space for me, to talk about whatever I feel the need to talk about. And lately, that's been a lot of stuff that's not exactly what I want to post on The Cannary Family.
Because not all of it is family related.
And I needed a different outlet.
So, hello it's me, Gina.
I am a mother of four living in Austin, Texas, and have been blogging right here for 13 years. My hubby and I were married 28 years at the time, and he has since passed away. I was born in Lubbock, and moved to Galveston after my parents divorced when I was 11. My parents were serial parents; by the time I came around, my mother had been married three times, my father twice. They had 10 kids between them, with another 3 to follow after me.
A lot of that has to do with a lot of me, so I guess it's relevant.
You learn a lot from your parents about what to do, so it also follows that you learn what not to do. This is my forum, trying to make sense of life. Not getting bogged down by negativity from the past, but acknowledging it at the same time. It's my goal to be real.

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