It is a wonder how I have been able to
survive through all of the turning points in my life. The constant moving to a
new place after being there for so long, the battles over where to go for
childhood vacations, the cruel punishment I put my parents through as a
teenager, the lessons learned from my jobs, and the importance of having a good
support group for rough times.
Background
Information
I come from many
places, life for me starts on an Army base called Fort Carson located in
Colorado near Colorado Springs. When I was about five years old I moved from
Colorado to St. Louis, Missouri where I learned about multicultural
environments being that I was growing up in a mostly all black area and being
babysat by an American Indian. I was taught what values, beliefs, and traditions
each culture had at school and at my babysitter’s house (Gary A. Witt, Ronald A. Mossler,
2010).
I also, learned what it was like to be an
outsider looking in and how hard it was to fit into a segregated school. Fearing for our safety my father moved us to
Lake Saint Louis, Missouri where I spent a great deal of my adolescent and
young adult life. In, 1995 I married my
husband and moved to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina where I became a mother as
well as a military wife.
After, serving his time in the Marines we moved back
to Missouri and stayed with my mother-in-law in Maryland Heights. My husband
enlisted into the Army and received orders for Fort Sill, Oklahoma. At Fort
Sill, I became a mother again and a strong member of the companies Family Readiness Group(FRG). My husband then, extended his service time when we found out I was yet
again going to be a mother. Our
new orders were going to take us overseas to Ansbach, Germany and a completely
new culture and living area. Three years later, we came back to Missouri and
received orders for Fort Polk, Louisiana this time I became really involved with
my husband’s different units and gained a new respect for the military
family. In May of 2008 I was forced to
be the anchor for the family, while my husband was to go and serve fifteen
months in Iraq. Thanks to being a key
member of the Family Readiness Group we were able to cope with the separation
and the reintegration of daddy to the family. (Cited in Matze, 2005) After being in Fort Polk, for
five years my husband and I were ready for a change. That change came with
orders to move back to Missouri where we are currently based at Fort Leonard
Wood.
Vacation Memories
During
my childhood I spent several summers and a few spring breaks going to amusement
parks in California and Florida as well as going up to Sister Bay, Wisconsin
where I had a great number of experiences that will last a lifetime. My summers were spent in California spending
time with my grandparents and Aunt Pat and Uncle Richard’s family going to
Disneyland, Knott’s Berry Farm, and Universal Studios as well as Sea World. Once,
while in California I visited Edward’s Air force base and was able to see the
Space Shuttle Challenger land.
We even
stopped once and explored Carlsbad Caverns where I learned about stalagmites
and stalactites. If, my parents decided to go and visit my Aunt Janet and Uncle
Joe in Florida I got to go to Disney World, and Sea World and other historic
places. The best vacations from my childhood were spent in Sister Bay,
Wisconsin where I got to swim in the Western Coast of Lake Michigan, go fishing on
a charter boat and stay in a cabin with a television that made people look like
aliens. My father even taught me how to shot a bee bee gun at empty soda cans
off my swing. Looking back on these
vacations I clearly see that they affected me by showing that I will always be a child at heart, who likes simple things and spending as much time
as I could with my family.
Lessons partly learned
Being part of a family of five that
always faced some kind of a change is a major part of my childhood. My mother,
Pamela and father George who have endured many hardships through their
marriage. Showed me that even through good times and bad times that life still
goes on no matter how many knee surgeries and medications you have to
take. My two younger sisters Erin and
Katherine, gave me a glimpse at how hard raising kids really is, even when you
have gone through all the stages of raising one. My grandparents from both sides taught me the
joy of the outdoors and that no matter what you have to fight until the very
end with cancer. My cousins who always
treated me like a little sister explaining the hardships of being a teenager and
that when you meet the right person you will know. My aunts and uncles taught me what work and
perseverance can gain you almost anything in the end.
Teenage years
As
a teenager I was a hard worker at school, even with my somewhat low
self-esteem. As explained in our reading “children with low self-esteem tend to
believe failures are a reflection of whom they are and that they cannot succeed
even if they try harder.”(Erdly,
Cain, Loomis, & Dumas-Hines, 1997 Adult development and Life Assessment
p.11) I was able to break out of my shell with the help of friends that
were both popular and those that were not. When, I was old enough to get a car
I ended up staying out past curfew, being out of control, experimenting with
underage drinking, as well as smoking and destructive to items that were not even
mine. In my senior year of high school I had a major reality check done when my
parents took my car away and explained to me that I needed to be more
responsible for my actions.
Had
my parents read the article by
Christine Frank on Webmd they might have been able to understand why I
was rebellious and broke curfew and why I did was so, afraid to call them when I
received my D.U.I. after going out with friends. In the article Ms. Frank’s
gives five behaviors to troubleshoot. The article gives solutions for five problems
that teens go through. These problems are teens hating their parents, the over use of mobile devices, staying out past
curfews, hanging out with the wrong crowd, and dealing with teenage drama.
Adult years
During
my young adult years I had many jobs until the birth of my son in August of
1998. My jobs ranged from babysitting where I would help the children with
homework and interact with them either by playing games or reading a book to
them, to being a family readiness volunteer.
My next job was when I was in high school working the fast food industry
in the drive thru area or preparing food for a customer, or fixing a problem
that came up with an order. While I was
working at the fast food places I was also, working part-time in a local bank,
filing checks, making copies, rolling coins, and taking mail to the post
office, I even worked as a safety deposit clerk on the weekends. I left fast food and banking for a local gas
station where I stocked freezers, made pizzas, and ran the cashier spot and
took care of the deposits for the graveyard shift. I also, did a newspaper route for the St.
Louis Post Dispatch as a newspaper roller.
This, had to be one the hardest jobs
I had since, I could have had a newspaper hit me in the head as it went hurling
out my window. After, I got married and
moved to North Carolina with my husband Jeffrey I worked for a nationwide
inventory service that would go in and count all the products or items in a
certain store. I learned very quickly that
accurately counting an item and to be quick were required skills besides having
taken a course in data entry in high school.
I
stayed out of work until my youngest daughter was able to start school. It was not until we were in Fort Polk that I
started working again. I worked as a
volunteer for my husband’s Family Readiness Group, where I became a co-leader
and learned that you have to follow rules and regulations for fundraising, not
to try to argue a point with a Major about the safety of soldiers drinking and
driving, and that being a point of contact can be very time consuming and
interesting. It was once my friends
started leaving the group that I ended up having to take on the extra
responsibilities of being a leader and keep the morale of our soldiers up as
well as the families that were left behind.
Besides, the FRG I was also, working at the school
libraries shelving books, entering data on new students and clearing them when
they were moving to new areas or schools. It was at my youngest daughter’s
school that I got a taste of what teachers go through in a day when I was asked
to substitute there until a replacement could be found. Based on Holland’s personality types the
reason why most of my jobs did not last as long as others was because they did
not fit my personality type of being artistic which would of allowed me to be
creative that involved something in the field of arts, and gave me a way to
express myself through creativity and independence. (John Holland’s personality types p.57-58)