So I'm pretty sure I'm having a mid-life crisis. Turning 35 has not been good to me. It has made me question everything I have done in my life. I am pretty sure I wasted a lot of time and money becoming a vet tech... who is going to hire someone who has been out of school for 4 years and has not worked in one veterinary clinic? I am now contimplating going back to school... this is a little scary because I am still paying for the vet tech mistake. I am single with no kids and no direction in my life or so it seems... I don't know what to do anymore....
So I have this desire to write down my story or at least what I can remember of it... before that becomes less and less.... I was born in July in the year 1978.... it was the 26th the day after my grandfather's birthday... I am the youngest of 3 children... born to Michael and Marsha... Marsha the oldest of 3 girls and raised as a Navy brat.... Michael the oldest of 6 and lived in a small neighborhood in Richfield MN... they met in Norfolk VA when my dad was in the Navy.... my mom was a Sr in high school... they were married in the summer of 1969 and had their first child in 1970... it was a boy named Robert after his grandpa... a man I never met.... they had a daughter in 1974 Lisa... who was born just weeks after our paternal grandfather passed away from a stroke he was 57 years old... I do not remember much of these first years...