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Tag Archives: My Story
46- 50 TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
It was not long before God spoke to me again, but this time in a dream ~ DIARY EXCERPT ~ *THE MOTHER OF MY DREAMS – July 27th, 2015 I had a dream. I dreamt that I was standing in … Continue reading
42-45 TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
I JUST HAD TO GET AWAY It was nearing Thanksgiving and I decided to go visit my daughter and her family in Missouri. I managed to get my sister-in-law, Diane, to stay at the house with my mother. I love … Continue reading
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37-41 TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
WHEN IS IT MY TURN? Occasionally, I wanted it to be my turn to do what I wanted. I had an opportunity to go away to a lake on Mother’s Day and I didn’t want to tell my mother where … Continue reading
32-36 IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
WHAT HAVE I DONE? The first thing I had to do was to find a doctor who would be willing to treat my mother and understand my father. I found just the one. I made a consultation appointment … Continue reading
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27-31 TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
TIME TO LAUNCH OUT ON OUR OWN Even though Michael had a B. A. in Bible and Pastoral, he hadn’t thought about getting a Ministry license until it was suggested to him by the Missionaries. Michael did not … Continue reading
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22-26 It’s Time to Open the Attic Door
OUR BIG WEDDING A friend sewed a simple long white dress for me, as well as the two short green bridesmaid dresses. I bought a veil, and that completed my ensemble. I remembered flowers the night before the wedding … Continue reading
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19-21 Time to Open the Attic Door
I THINK I’M DREAMING; WE ARE DATING! Following our phone call, we made plans to meet in the student lounge upstairs from my room. I can’t say I learned much about Michael, but boy did he learn about me! … Continue reading
16-18 Time to Open the Attic Door
SINGLE AND SATISFIED I have always been an “all or nothing” type of gal. When I finally surrendered to the Lord’s directive that I stay “single” I embraced it wholeheartedly. I even bought a book titled “Single and Satisfied”, … Continue reading
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Part 13, 14 and 15 Of “IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR”
AWAY AT LAST .. TWICE! My mother’s unwillingness or inability to be free from drugs and her dependency on my father devastated me.I thought that she should leave him and that everything would get better! But the psychiatrist told … Continue reading
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Part 11 and 12 It’s Time To Open The Attic Door
TIME FOR BATTLE! The years went by and not much changed in our home. My father remained angry and paranoid and my mother’s drug dependency continued. And then my worst fears were realized. One night after praying for mother, … Continue reading
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Part 9 and 10 It’s Time To Open The Attic Door
FORGOTTEN BUT NOT BY GOD Around the age of 14 I had two remarkable experiences. The first was a dream. I know now that it was of the Rapture. (The catching away of the Saints of God into the air, … Continue reading
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Part 7 and 8 of It’s Time to Open the Attic Door
THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE OUR HOME Life in our home was out of control. It was hard to get through one day without something upsetting my father and I thought the police had our address on speed dial. Leaving the … Continue reading
PART 5 & 6 OF IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE ATTIC DOOR
WHEN BULLIES WERE COOL AT SCHOOL Attending school was a nightmare. In grade school there were the battles. My brothers were picked on because they were short and had to wear glasses. Bill and Terry were bullied back in the … Continue reading
BABIES, BABIES, AND MORE BABIES Part 5 of It’s Time to Open the Attic Door
BABIES, BABIES, AND MORE BABIES Life became a procession of children with a total of 6. My parents either did not believe in birth control or did not know how to practice it. The doctor was not happy when my … Continue reading
WAR HAS MANY CASUALTIES Part 4 of It’s Time to Open the Attic Door
WAR HAS MANY CASUALTIES Shortly after they married World War ll broke out and my father was drafted. My mother was forced to move in the attic of her In-laws because father would no longer stay with the in-laws. There … Continue reading
3 It’s Time to Open the Attic Door
A MARRIAGE MADE IN? I do not know how my parents met, other than they “met one day”, according to my father’s diary. I do know this: neither family was supportive of their marriage. They married anyway. My father was … Continue reading
A BRIEF HISTORY OF MY FAMILY Part 2
My Father My father also lived in Milwaukee, but his upbringing was different. He was the only son and had one sister. He once told me that his family was wealthy in comparison to my mother’s family. They lived in … Continue reading
Its Time to Open the Attic Door – Part One
A BRIEF HISTORY OF MY FAMILY MY MOTHER My mother was beautiful. She was French on her father’s side and “Heinz 57” variety on her mother’s side. Mother was petite. She had long, dark, curly hair, pretty eyes, well-proportioned legs, … Continue reading