In case you haven't reallized it yet, I thoroughly enjoy cooking. I've now moved from a 1 bedroom apartment in Fayetteville to a 1 bedroom apartment in Springdale. Why? Because now I could walk to church and W-Mart if I wanted, and I'm closer to work and half of my spring classes, not to mention the rent is cheaper...anyway, yesterday was my first official meal cooked in my new apartment. It will take time adjusting to having an electric stove instead of gas, but that's ok. I made a nice double batch of chili for those I role play with on Thursday nights. It must've been enjoyed, as none was left by the end of the night. yay!
It's now cold here. No snow, sadly, but last Sunday it was nice, moderate weather, then high winds brought in a more seasonal cold front. brrr. Why do I say this? Because everyone was LATE last night and my chili and I were a bit chilly until the object of door opening was found.
Now here's a question: How can one have 7 moms in her lifetime, but only one dad? That's what I'd like to know. I have my real mom, of course, and she's great, but over the course of my 26 years there have been 6 other really great ladies who've been like a mom to me. Not all at once, mind you. That might be a little scary, having 7 ladies trying to take care of me all at once. But for anyone who might be confused, here's the rundown:
mom number 2 was "Yo Yo" Yates, the first leader for GS troop 235. I was friends with her daughter until they both left the troop.
mom number 3: "Snakey" Stancliff, my best friend through high school's mom and the assistant troop leader until we graduated high school. Her nickname came because she wouldn't kill snakes, and wasn't afraid of them, rather she caught and released them where they would do no harm.
mom number 4: was called mom number 3 because by that point Yo Yo was no longer part of the troop. Mrs. Dodson was the second troop leader to take over after Mrs. Yates left. We never gave her a nickname, but she stayed until we graduated. :)
mom number 5: Mrs. G as she was nicknamed, was my 8th grade science teacher. She's the first person I actually talked to about things, though our conversations never went very deep. I could NOT have survived those years of high school emotionally without her. For Mrs. Graham I say THANK YOU!!! I doubt she realized it at the time, though.
mom number 6 is an odd case. I first met her in 3rd grade as my music teacher, but it wasn't until I started taking clarinet lessons from her in high school that I came to know her better. It took a long time for me to relax around her, but in the end, she gave me my love of music, and I salute her.
mom number 7 is the only one of these with whom I have any contact now. It is difficult now, looking back, to understand why it took me 2.5 years to even talk to Melissa, but that's what happened. She's literally an answer to prayer.
I could not have made it this far without these 6 wonderful ladies. They have made a difference in my life. I hope everyone will realize both the value of your elders, and your own ability to make an impact on the younger generations.
I still wonder why there were never other "dads" in my life. I now wish there had been or could be. No offense to any guys who read this, but most of my life I have had a very bad opinion of guys in general. I know you aren't all bad, but it seems that way most of the time. I've never dated anyone, but I've heard enough horror stories to wonder why anyone enjoys dating. I've often been told that our view of God, our heavenly Father is greatly based off our relationship with our earthly father. I love my dad, but if this holds true, it greatly explains my shortcomings in spiritual growth and faith.