My Friend, Laura have came in my life when she walked into the classroom I was in during high school days. Now, in the Deaf school that I was attending, everybody knows everybody so if there is a new person comes in, we immediately know about it. There is no secret so if you tries to hide a secret, good luck maintaining that unless you kept your mouth shut or in this case, don’t use sign language anywhere in that building or to anybody. You know the saying, in the small town, there are no secrets because somebody knows something, it is pretty almost identical in the Deaf school environment.
My immediate judgement of her book-cover was that she was quiet but a little snob. As a high schooler, I would get information from other friends pretty much bad-mouthing about her and things that she have done to other friends, I didn’t agreed with. After that, I stay polite but pretty much stayed away from her. That is pretty much the extend of my friendship during high school.
Years goes by, Laura was dating with this guy who happen to have same name as my former-husband, Daniel. I actually do not remember if I start talking to her again before or after I had my 2nd child but I’m starting to believe it was after I had my 2nd child. I was married at the time. Laura was trying to form a family of her own at the time. We somehow linked up through social media and just started talking through private messages.
Laura living in Florida while I pretty much bouncing between states because of my husband’s (at the time) work, so without listing them all, I’ll list the last two, Massachusetts which is east coast of USA, then currently, in Illinois are in central-ish northern part of USA. My divorce to my husband has happened in Massachusetts and I personally decided to move to Illinois. Anyway, before Laura and I became close, we had to clear up some air to have a better understanding what happen during the high school days. Once we did that and shortly after, Laura and I were faced with some heavy life stuff ourselves and we just happen to be there during those moments. We share many comforts in knowing that we journey certain things in life together miles apart and experiencing them unexpectedly months of each other. There was some hardships, laughing moments, crying, sadness, smiling, memory down the lane stories, in your face truth, feedbacks, opinions, motherly nagging being thrown in there somewhere, hard decisions making, and honestly, I cannot ask a better friend than Laura. This beautiful soul, Laura experienced her own pregnancies, and birth of her children and the life trials was thrown at her is something I would admire her for, the bravery and the struggle to keep putting one foot in front of another.
Laura and I tried our own home-businesses personally to try to create some money flow. We tried our couponing website together when it becomes a big thing during that time. There was death in families, animals we love, and school staffs/students since high school days – we were able to be there when we could in the cyber world. Laura kept in touch with certain people from the school days start to realized that Laura has a direct contact with me, trying to reach me which I choose to denied my relationship with these people. Laura and I can go for months without contact then linked up like we had been chatting daily all along.
Laura and I in summer, 2015 while my mini-family stopped by during our trip to Disney.
I was honestly stunned and surprise to find out I was invited to Laura and Justin’s wedding. And to find out I was the only person from the school to be invited, I was floored. For some reason, I always thought she had a stronger friendship relationship with someone else and I wouldn’t be invited. It is something that I personally struggle with because I’ve always felt I wasn’t a great friend to anyone. So being asked was a great honor to attend and witness the most treasure moment between two beautiful people becoming as one will not be something I would forget.
First thing first, Thank you, Laura, for being there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry after discovering a beautiful human being has passed away during my traveling and giving me the hugs I most needed when I arrived. That was totally unexpected news to receive during my traveling. I love you, Laura. Thank you. The wedding itself was beautiful. It was done in a local galaxy space and their set up was perfect. Laura’s dress was perfect. Laura was beautiful. I must say Justin was very handsome. I am very glad to meet Justin in person and see what he is like. I can see why Laura is in love and I’m .. I can’t put it in words because from what I saw in Laura in high school days then pre-wedding seeing her being in love is … word-less, but galaxy of priceless sight to see. Those giggles you both share. Hand holding moments. Just beautiful. It is something I would forever cherish the memory input in my brain.
I thank you Laura and I’m truly am bless to have you in my life being my best friend. I treasure you and I appreciate you. I love you, Laura.
My children and I have moved into another apartment. It was very exhausting to transferring our things, our bills, cancelling certain companies, packing and unpacking, and making some runs. I ended up in the Emergency Room in the hospital during moving day, and I am okay and recovering. My children are completely fine. The cats, Ash and Calcifer are doing extremely well at the moment. It took about couple days before the kitties realized they are home and they’re not going anywhere.
August 6, 2024 – Before the move
Those two are like the best buds and would go near each other whenever they’re nervous. Right now, they are lounging somewhere.
Here is Ash post-move.
Look at that face! ❤
Just wanted to give you guys a quick update before I go back to more unpacking and I’m still working on few things. I will be back when I can. Have a safe summer, everyone.
I was living in Providence, Rhode Island as a small child at the time. The murky yellow and icky brown colored apartment was at the intersection.
We hear sirens constantly to the point where they becomes a background noise. Cars, motorcycles, buses, and random trucks becoming comforting because it entertaining me by watching people doing their thing. I do remember hating motorcycles because how loud they could get in the summer; I am fascinated by the motorcycle artwork designs. There were constant foot traffic on the sidewalk below because there was a convenience store underneath of my apartment. There were a Fish and Chip restaurant at the another side of the intersection that we would order dinner there whenever my mother was not in the mood to cook which is very rare for us. Occasionally, we would hear airplanes, and helicopters flying above us from the nearby airports.
On rainy days, the street would sometimes oddly quiet down. The smell of the rain was refreshing during summer, yet at the same time gloomy. As a child, I wasn’t allowed to play outside in the rain, but it provided a nice break from the humidity and heat since we didn’t have air conditioning; we relied on open windows for a cooling breeze. On sunny days, my sister, K and I would hook up the hose to cool ourselves down in the backyard and make games out of it.
Whenever the nature decide to pour rain in Providence, I would stand at bay window staring out of right side window for an hour or two. I’d be silent, watching the street below or into the distance, my mind just calmed to no thoughts at times. I would hunt down rain drops to watch, or the water overflowing from gutters from different houses, the impact of rain hitting the vehicles passing by or random rooftops. It capture my attention just watching while I can hear out of my hearing aids on how heavy to the lightness pour from the open sky.
There has been times my family would call my name several times until they had to shout to get my attention. The entrance of the house was maybe a foot away from me, so there has been visitors that came in without me noticing. The vibration, the sounds behind me, and whatever was happening behind me didn’t capture my attention until I look around me to see what was going on. I cannot count how many times I would ask what time it was and realized so much time had passed; It often feel like it was only 10 to 15 minutes. The rain has calming effects on me and that apartment is only place I can remember I would go into that zone.
Rainy night were the best. The gentle breeze and the cool night air helped to cool down the apartment. I enjoy rainy weather and would grin as I breathed in at bedtime.
Have you experience a moment like this with the raining zone?
I saw their store front window that being painted into 80s and 90s classic games. I looked inside and realized it is arcade. My mind went flying colors on who would love to walk into this amazing place.
Several months later, I walked in with my date for the first time and we were floored by amazing artwork and the classics that was on the walls, and the games. They had JAWS playing on the television for anyone who wants to watch. The music was lively. My date and I decided to sit down and have a meal first so I decided on a burger and fries while my date settled on pizza. We were thrilled with our foods and we couldn’t stop eating them after the food arrived. Seriously, look at those Tetris tots shapes! I love it!
That was on a date with a guy who helps me realizing that I was able to love someone again. This person is no longer in my life.
Here are few photos I took from different visits altogether.
Those signs are constant changes and I just love the greeting art.
Yoshi and Kirby! My two favorite characters!
Aero FightersPac Man. Galaga.
After eating, we walked around and played some classic games. We were having a blast. There was some games that I have not seen for years and that was definitely nostalgic. I’m not going to spoil by detailing everything because I definitely want you there in person and experience the experiences like I did. I will share a few examples such as…They do have board games, and NES and other devices, you could play but have to ask bartender permission so there isn’t any overlap requests. Classic games such as Jenga, Clues, Monopoly and more. For the NES, MARIO BROTHERS! How can you not love those Mario Brothers. I did not have a chance to play NES and/or any other devices there because there is always someone using it.
The greeter, bartenders, the staff, the waitress were all friendly. Once they realized I am Deaf, they would try to accommodate communicate with me to the best of their ability.
After that day, I start bringing in different people and all were floored by this amazing place. Children would enjoy this space and I’ve seen people bring their little ones there. They seems greatly enjoyed as much as the adults did. I would stop in by myself to drink a glass or two every Fridays and without fail, those workers would greeted me with a wave and asked how my week were. Every week with their amazing creativity that I love, they would have drinks and foods themed to match.
Those poster, food and drink photos are owned by Play Arcade and this is one example of their drinks/food special for that week back in Jan, 2024. Look HOW good those looks!
All year, they have karaoke night, trivia night and few others events that they regularly host. I also want to add, they are largely supportive of a small businesses and I appreciate that whole heartedly.
In the summer, they have this beautiful balcony on their rooftop that looks over the city to the beautiful nearby ocean. Just pure beauty.
Photo Credit: Play Arcade
I cannot say enough about this and I do miss this place. I am no longer in the area anymore but whenever I’m in the area in the future, this is one of must-stop places to go.
This is in Massachusetts, USA in the city of New Bedford. So if you happen to be in the area, definitely check this place out.
I walked into the mall with a set plan to purchase a beautiful jewelry and I was leaning toward the color purple. I walked into this store with excitement, and nervous because in few weeks, I was getting ready to fly out of the state. I was going to meet new people and I had no idea what to expect. It was my very first business convention. I have heard many good things about the convention and heard good stories from my good friends who had went a year prior. I was very curious what it would look like for me.
A consultant said something and I looked up because I heard her voice as if she was talking to me. I pointed my ear and said I was Deaf.
Yes, I am legally hard of hearing but I tell everyone I’m Deaf so people would stop assuming I can hear them as if they talked normally. LET’S not forget I was in living in Massachusetts! Do you have any idea how fast these people talk?! So I would have to tell them I’m Deaf so they would pause at whatever they’re attempting to do. I would explain how much I would understand as long as they eye-contact and allowing me to lip-read. Once she and I had the understanding by removing the communication barrier and we continue our consultant to customer relationship.
She was asking me what I was looking for and why I was searching for that type of jewelry. I explained my story and she pointed in a different areas that I may like. I wanted a special kind of jewelry that would match the business celebration of 50th year anniversary.
I was surprise that I was able to try on few necklaces from the glass cases. I have never experience jewelry directly from the case. I was enjoying the experience that I often seen on television as if I was rich person. I communicate my fear, and unsure what it was appropriate for the convention as it being my first. She pointed couple other ones that I didn’t see and I saw one of the set was perfect. I pointed out which one I like and asked her if it was alright for me to test it out. She pulled the beautiful set from the case and help to put them on me. I looked at the mirror and said this is the one.
She and I communicate about the payment and I agree to sign up for their store credit card. I wrote out my information so she could fill it in her computer screen so I can apply the card. I had my phone on the glass case and it vibrated pretty loud. I was embarrassed that it was pretty loud and picked it up quickly. Consultant looked over at me then looked back on her screen.
I had notification alarming me to let me know that someone was using my information at this store at this time. ” Please confirm Yes or No if this was you? ” I looked up at the consultant and she was still filling in the information and she was not even done. My eyes got big and thought ” Woah! That is one amazing service to allow me to put my mind at ease. ” I wouldn’t have to worry. It is like my burden lift and I knew I was in a good hand with this amazing service we call, ” IDShield ” and knew that I am not going anywhere.
This app in the palm of my hands helps me not to become one of many victims today and it is for all people. I love the fact that I am able to check my app, ID Shield to see my credit score, my identity being protected such as SSN, monitoring sex offenders, and more.
There were articles and interviews that you’ve shared about yourself, Jonathan. It was no secret that I’ve shared in the last post, I used that to my advantage while your just sitting there probably (I’m only assuming ) thinking, “Who is THIS person writing stuff about me?!” I will agree that it is pretty creepy that I have access to information while you did not have mine unless you somehow have federal level of accessing to people’s confidential. Anyway, I will try to share bits about me and maybe some vulnerability parts of me here.
Written on July 4, 2024 insert -> This post might be good for my children to read in the future to learn a little bit more about me. There are certain things I am sharing here that I realized I have not shared that with them. <- Ends
So, who’s writing that stuff online …
Hello! I am Amanda. I was welcomed into the world in Rhode Island, on August 2, 1983. The anxious eyes of Robert and Natalie are shining bright of my arrival. what was waiting for me at home are my four oldest sisters: Jennifer, Lori, Emilly, and Katherine (Katie), who was fathered by a different man. I was the fifth child for my mother, Natalie and the third biological child of my biological father, Robert. My biological father had two other children, Robert Jr and Rebecca with another woman before meeting my mother. My mother’s relationship with my father did not last very long after my arrival. There are many details that have happened in that relationship is not something I would share public. It is very sensitive topic for my family whenever I bring up my biological father.
Discovering my Deafness
I was told there was a family birthday party, an aunt of mine was calling for my attention but I never turn around. I was about a year and half years old, give or take. People who were at the party became very puzzled at my non-responding attention. A male voice that was in another direction of the room called my name and I turn my attention to him. Several family members told my mother to have my hearing checked out at a local Deaf school. As an adult, my family and I have came up with few possibilities that may have caused my deafness and we accepted that we will never know the actual cause. My whole family can hear. My mother would argue with me that her mother was deaf in 1 ear.
Speaking of my deafness, I can speak English pretty well enough that people have made comment on how well I speak and yes, I do wear hearing aids. I feel more at ease when I speak in ASL (America Sign Language). Quick note, you know how hearing people get those tone accent across the America and in the world, yea its pretty much the same in ASL. There are certain signing that one word for example pizza would sign certain way in Texas while people in Rhode Island would signed it entirely different.
Childhood years
I used to enjoy being on the swings in the school playground because it felt like I could fly when the breeze hit my face and I closed my eyes. I often hopped off the swings, but one day, I ended up injuring my knee, which sent me to the nurse’s office. It was pretty bloody due to the rocks in the playground, but that didn’t stop me from hopping back on the swings afterward.
I also loved the merry-go-round at the playground. Many kids would beg me to push it because apparently, I was pretty fast. I even partnered up with an older, bigger kid who was probably two grades above me, if I remember correctly. I do recall flying on that thing often, gripping the bar as if my life depended on it. Kids would call me ‘road-runner,’ and I was oddly proud of that. (Laughing)
In my school years, I enjoyed a wide range of activities including swimming in pools and at the beach, running and walking on city sidewalks or in the woods, playing basketball and track, biking around the city, reading children’s fiction books from Nancy Drew to Goosebumps, comic books, and teen magazines, window shopping, having sleepovers, going to movies, listening to music so loud that we could feel the vibrations in the car, traveling through New England, camping, game nights, and much more.
Every year in the summer, my mother and my step-father would buy those sodas for us to drink so my sisters and my stomach were nausea from drinking them in very short time. We use the soda cans for a discounts program that was offered at Riverside Park in Agawam, Massachusetts. We would spend the whole day there. I was always looking forward to what ride we will be riding next and I would jump in the long, LONG waiting lines just to get on certain rollercoasters. I remember one summer as a child, I somehow had crayons and coloring book with me to color while we were traveling from hotel to the park. I had to leave it behind in the car because the park does not allowed it. The night time rolls in and the park was closing, we found one green/blueish color crayon melted to the backseat and still there after 30 something years. Whoops!
Those photos were from 1990s. The picture of me on the couch was taken during my high school one weekend. I have 4 oldest sisters, and one of the sisters had her own family. She needed someone to watch her 2 babies over the weekend or visiting. I took care of my sister’s boys for the weekends without a miss for 2 years straight.
OH! Let’s not forget about the yearly Haunted Houses trips I had with my step-father and my sisters in the month of October. My mother refuse to join us. Once I found out or realized that the workers at the haunted house were not allowed to touch tourist during my junior high years, I would stare at them letting them know they weren’t scaring me in the most non-verbal way. They really took that as a challenge. Once they realized they couldn’t scare me, its almost like they called people up ahead to try because they weren’t successful. Still to this day, I have no idea if they have. (( Burst in laughter )) I think it’s partial to my Deaf eyes because I saw them ahead of time and knew where they try to camo-sneak or hiding in the dark but I was able to detect their movement.
Bullying at the Deaf school had been an ongoing issue since elementary years but it was slowly getting worsened, in high school. It starting with put-down pretty often, labeling and the name-calling, which leads to hiding my backpack once.
During my high school days, I would say I was very bitter and rebellious at home. That rebellious behavior starting to spread from my home to mainstream schools then everything else in my life. (For those unfamiliar with what mainstream schooling means, it means I spent half the day at a local hearing school that offers programs for Deaf students, and the other half at a Deaf school. )
I experience various of abuse depending on who I was around at the time. I was suffering and I kept a lot of that in silent. Looking back now, I definitely dodging questions and refuse to tell the truth and/or I didn’t realized this situation was the main reason for the way I’ve behaved.
During spring sport season, a coach wanted me to run in I can’t remember which one now in one of the games. I took off first and I was pretty much passing everyone. I looked over at certain point on the track and I saw a different coaches jumped and start screaming my name like she was in pure shocked at how fast I was running. I also saw my teammates was signing, “GO! GO! GO!” At the end of the lap, I was barely breathing and I had hard time catching up to the first who flew passed me. The school team kept encouraging me to finish the first place but I was not successful. There was people on that team had no idea how athletic I was. That was one of rare moments I was proud of myself during my high school years.
My activities for several summers, I would go bike rides in a nearby park that are looped 3 miles and I would sometime looped it twice then come home to jump in the swimming pool. After I was done with swimming in the pool as the sky starts to dark a little bit, I would hunt down friends to hang out with and we tend to go to the mall or hanging at someone’s house to finish my night.
There are other days where I just walk and walk around the loops and/or I would play basketball by myself whenever the basketball court was empty. After that, I would go home and jump in the pool to swim or go straight with friends. If there was no friends to hang out with, I would settle down with a movie or two to watch. I was very constant on the move, I tend to go with the flow and if there is something that someone wants to do, I’m in. There are times I will reject whenever I’m not in the mood and/or interested.
There was a hearing guy who was nearly 10 years older than I was. We became friends originally online then met in real life at my school. My school was hosting a public event for anyone to come and watch the performance is where he and I met for the first time. I was casted for a last minute request because an actor couldn’t make it that night, as an redcoat soldier that comes in and destroyed a home. This guy befriended the Deaf people I interact with daily basis. I do feel he brain-washed them. I would say he caused a lot of trauma, stalking, and … all I can say it was bad. The people I grew up with stop believing my stories and believed him instead. I felt my safety was endangered and I couldn’t continue. My mental state at the time did lead into a very dark place.
The Adult Me
I am not sure what to share because I definitely went through good sizeable amounts of hardships in my 40s years of life on this earth.
My stepfather during my childhood years and my mother became divorced. There was no need to add any more comment on this.
This park, Riverside Park that I mentioned earlier was renamed to New England Six Flags. There was one summer that I attended with few friends of mine, one of my sisters and I spotted each other there not knowing we planned the same day. She, as far I thought and remember was one brave sisters to hop on crazy rollercoaster. I decided to up the intensity of the rollercoaster and she didn’t go on it. I was shocked. The ride was called, Twister. So while sitting in the ride as it took off. I watched my sister’s acting like whatever. The music was blaring so loud that I was enjoying myself. The day was amazing up to that point. The lights of the park turns on as the sun was setting. I danced. My sister’s jaw dropped open and signed, “You better get your hands on that seat!” At that moment, I laughed and I didn’t care if anyone thought I was bad dancer. I was just purely enjoying myself. Other people who were just waiting for their love ones start pointing at me and start talking about me in either in awe and/or like I was crazy one. I thought that was a interesting mixture of reactions. I knew I was safe because I’ve gone on that ride for countless time and never had a single issue for years.
Six Flags have expanding their park in recent years. I have not gone there for few years now. If I had to choose favorites, there were a couple rides that I enjoy so much but unfortunately, the park no longer has them today. Twister <- Link ( This video credit by Deepak Sharma. Thank you Deepak for sharing your video on YouTube.) and Rotor rides (Thank you The Red Coaster Channel for sharing the video.) are the two rides that are no longer running in New England Six Flags. If I had to choose rides that are currently operating there right now, I would have to go with Superman rollercoaster.
2002 This snap of my first feeding the deer and I was little nervous in this photo.
The photo above. I met another online hearing man. I would say, he saved my life because if he did not, I had planned my death at age of 18. I really did. I had letters laid out. I figured out the date I wanted and how I was going to have it done. This man came into my life a week prior of my set-date death and saw something in me which I have no idea what it is. He had no idea that I was planning to end my life until several weeks later because I out-of-blue told him thank you. He then saw my struggles and he was very patient as he showered me the lightness of the life. He has SO much compassion and understanding.
Around the same time, my mother met another man, Joseph K and I was not having it. I was going through something, and this man step in fully as a father figure I needed. After that, our relationship as father and daughter developed into love and respect for one another. One Halloween party that they’ve hosted, He love challenging children at his station of hoopla hoops. I was able to watch him interacting with the children and as I could see was upping each other. I was assigned to cookies decorating station. The children were enjoying the cookies more than decorating. My mother did what she did best, cooking and baking those delicious foods that was laid out on the table inside the house so we could nibble anytime we get hungry. We were all in costumes: adults and children. There was lot of laughter, screaming, praises, and a whole lotta running for those kids. Those kids slept extremely well that night with a biggest smiles on their faces.
The prison costume – I had short underneath because the pant that it came with was super long. I am only a hair under 5ft and that pant is probably perfect for someone who is 6ft tall.
My father, Joseph, has the love for crossword and gets 2 more for my mother and my 2nd oldest sister, Lori to compete against each other. He would get ice cream bowl every night before bed. Whenever my sisters and I would drink those one particular kind beverage – he gets the strawberries infused with alcohol in it. Anytime I was in the mood to play scrabble game with them, he would sit down and get ready to challenge words anytime he could. It was truly amazing and I’m extremely grateful that I could call him my Dad. I am truly honor to know him and I am eternally grateful that my children knew him. That man fought hard against cancer to stay alive and be with us for 2 years battle.
Let me regain the compose of myself for a minute, please. I’m in tears because I truly do miss that man.
He lost his fight in 2014. Even though, it has been 10 years, it feels like yesterday when I walked into that room and saw him taking his last breaths. It truly felt like he was calling me that day and waited until I walked into that room. It is like he wanted me to be with my mother. To give her support that she truly needed at that moment.
My mother and I in 2004
“Two weeks after my father passed away, my youngest child ended up in the doctor’s office because I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him. From that visit onward, it became a nightmare from which I couldn’t seem to wake up for 11 months. My son underwent a series of tests to determine the cause of his illness. Not a single doctor at Boston Hospital or his primary doctor could pinpoint the problem.
During that time, all the energy I could have used to grieve for my father shifted to caring for my son and trying to keep him as comfortable as possible. Eventually, my son’s health slowly improved. Looking back, the travel we undertook for medical care amounted to driving from Plymouth, Massachusetts, to Florida and back twice over the course of those 11 months.
Even though I was still terrified, I was starting to come term with everything, my partner came downstair to my craft room one night to tell me that he wasn’t happy. You can imagine how my world flipped under me, I can’t seem to keep my feet on the ground. I …. I was crushed. The relationship between him and I did not improve for few years.
One December night, my ex and I had a huge verbal fight, and I felt he had crossed the line. I walked away from that fight and locked myself in the bedroom. I listened to the rain pounding against the skylight. It was cold. Freezing. I was screaming in my own mind that my children needed me and that he wasn’t going to take my life away. I was determined to stay alive no matter what because my children need me to guide them through whatever phases come in their lives.
Somehow, I ended up on the bedroom floor in the dark and I was crawling to grab my backpack to pack. I don’t remember how, but somehow I got on a video call with a truly amazing woman who is well into her 70s. As the screen become live, as I watch her face turn into terror by the sight of me then screaming at me to call police. (Note: In the end of the night, I did not call the police. ) To my friend, I am SO sorry for terrifying you that night, but I am SO grateful that you had a feeling that you needed to reach out and give me the support I needed.
I went to the hospital a couple of days later after talking with my counselor who instantly knew something was very wrong. I instantly became homeless that day in 2020 during the coronavirus pandemic.
I dressed up for a date with husband in 2016 trying to rekindle the relationship. First trip to Oklahoma on my own post-divorce in 2022. The business trip to Oklahoma was during my homeless days. Green dress as my 40th birthday in Canada in 2023. Red shirt with black chocker was my valentine set up for a date in Massachusetts. The black outfit with black lipstick was my vampire costume on Halloween day surprising the local Barbershop friends in Massachusetts.
During my year of homelessness, I found myself in the kitchen making cookies for others. It was calming and it relieves the negative emotions that I was going through at the moment. This habit continued into my first apartment until I decided it was time to move out of Massachusetts due to layers of reasons.
Today..
Today, I am in IL in an apartment with my adult children back in my arms. My children and I adopted two beautiful cats in Jan, 2024 who just keep us laughing constantly.
My kitty, Ash is grey colored one. Ash’s name came from one of my favorite tv show called, Supernatural. The black cat is own by my oldest child who named him Calcifer from the movie, “Howl’s Moving Castle”
Random bits about Amanda
I have two children who were born in 2003 during blizzard and 2005. I also have another child who lost his heartbeat in 2009 while I was four months pregnant. The lost of my child had led my doctor to my medical discovery. A month after losing my 3rd baby, my 2nd child had to be operation for a medical condition that he was being monitored since he was in my womb. Today, that medical condition from that operation is no longer an issue.
I censored my oldest baby in protecting my child. This photo was taken around 2005.
My dream was to be a mom and I’m loving every moment of it.
I am a godmother of a beautiful woman. I am co-godmother with another best friend of mine of a beautiful little boy.
As a kid, I wanted to become police officer then change my decision to become nurse then I decided that I was better off being a Mom. At one point in my life, I did thought about becoming a teacher but I didn’t feel I was good enough.
If there was some kind of a world disaster event that I was only allowed to have 1 dish, it would have to be stir-fries because I can play with the base such as rice and noodle for example. I can play with veggies and meat of my choosing.
My childhood favorite cookies would be Chocolate Chip Cookies.
People who knows me personally KNOWS that I am addicted to Supernatural television show. Even though, Supernatural have ended their 15th seasons, still to this day, I have not watched 2nd part of the 15th seasons in 2020. I just can’t bring myself to watch it.
I do not know when Supernatural started their filming date but there is a good chance that my son was born the same day and my boy was born at nighttime.
I am in self-discovery journey. I am single now.
I received my first passport in 2023 then flown out of USA to Canada during July – August. And this is also the year that I traveled the most.
In my adult life, I’ve lived in six different states.
During my high school years, I was told I was an uptight bitch, but those same people also said I am not judgmental.
I am not high school graduate. There was several circumstances around my supposedly graduating year. There are more to this story that I choose not to share here. I choose not to go back to school. For now.
Children book that I’ve read as a child that was impactful would have to be Yellow Fever by Laurie Halse Anderson and The Face of the Milk Carton by Caroline B. Cooney
I was asked and/or encouraged by several people to write my story on hardships that I’ve experience. There are more I have gone through that I did not listed here. I am choosing to keep those quiet.
This photo was at a local library in Massachusetts It was October, 2021.
So this is me who have been writing your stuff online. Now that I got those written out, I have my stomach in knots and I will be honest with you, I’m terrified. I am terrified of what people think of my letter to Jonathan Taylor Thomas and this crazy heavy stuff I share on here about myself.
Before I change my mind, let me get this posted and keeping my word ….
Hello Jonathan,
Nice to meet you. Are you okay? If you aren’t, I am sending you hugs vibes to your way.
DeafAmanda 