So much has happened in my life in the past 3 years. I moved to the West Coast and struggle every day to make ends meet. The thoughts that cloud my mind sometimes make me lose focus of what I'm working towards. Don't get me wrong, I live in an awesome community and love so much about this place, but I want to move back to Georgia.
It was a cool autumn day in October. The leaves had begun changing and falling as Halloween neared. Angela Burrows had worked the night shift at the diner down the street from her home and was ready to sleep the rest of the day away. Most people saw it as a waste of a perfect day, but not Angela. She hadn't enjoyed the warm kiss of the sunshine or the sounds of a busy afternoon freeway in a few years. To her, the best time to be awake was late in the evening when the sun had set and everyone was comfortably sleeping in their homes. Time always seemed to move more slowly when the sun was down and it gave her time alone with her thoughts.
The woman in the picture above was my grandma. We called her Naynay and she was the most understanding woman. I shared a lot of similar interests with my grandma and even though she is gone I will continue to keep her alive in my memory.
The earliest memory I can think of is when I was about 6 years old. I don't know why I can't remember further back than that, but I know a lot of things from my childhood have been blocked out. I remember living in Florida and my mother made chicken and dumplings and I ate so much that it made me sick. I also remember attending school there for a short period of time. We moved a lot when I was a kid so the small happy memories of places always brings a smile to my face.