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My path in this life started some twenty five years ago in a hospital on a cold day in February 1981. I was a very large and cute baby, or so my family and wife tell me looking back at my baby pictures. I grew up on a farm just out side a small town near Lansing Michigan. Those years seemed so long ago, and very happy times. I spent my young years staying with my Grandparents as both my parents worked. My days where spent exploring the family farm about 300 acres. Along with rising, chasing, and playing with the farm cats, ducks, geese, and rabbits.
As I grew older the happiness seemed to disappear into more troubled times as my parents fought a lot. Finally my mother filled for divorce from my father and we moved into a small house in the small town about a mile and a half away. There things seemed to get better as I made new friends, but the lack of understanding why my parents got devoiced and wondering if it was my fault still seemed to hang over my head.
The years went by much the same but things seemed to only be going down hill. My Grandparents both passed on across the vile. Which was a very big loss and a sad time for me. I spent time with father those every other weekend those days. It seemed like I was only there to be his maid or slave labor. I was constantly belittled being told I could do nothing right, being told that I was just a mistake and my parents never meant to have a kid, and that it was my fault my parents got divorced. This was the start of the rift between me and my father, which today has grown beyond the point of of mending.
As I grew into my early teens I changed most of my friend and began to hang out with the outcast of our school. We decided that school was not for us. So we started to slack and just try to have as much fun as any kids could at our age. We did cause trouble just about as much as we could. We where your regular group of child delinquents.
As we got older we started to calm down a tad. Like all boy we became interested in girls. Most of my friends had there flings with a few girls and thought they where in love. I did not develop any girlfriends as I was shy and a nerd.
In High school things stayed just about the same. Our interest in things grew and we spent more time trying to make life fun. But that was not so easy now. We began to learn that life is not all fun and games when you grow up. I became more depressed and ever more lonely. My friends where dating many girls in and outside of school and I still had not had my first fling with love. Oh I still had my crushes. But true love was not yet meant for me as I could not love my self. I became very depressed spending long hours in my room thinking about suicidal. I tried many things from cutting my wrists to burning my self with candles. My friends helped me as best they could, which is what I think held me together. I read the Bible and even tried going to Church. But that did not help, some thing was missing. Final I found a book on Wicca and started researching about it until I was sure this was what I needed. Then my lift started getting better a little at a time.
Once out of High School I continued my studying of Wicca as I got a job to pay for the things I liked doing. Which where smoking, underage drinking, and spending time any where but at home. My days where much the same for about a year and a half. I would wake up at 12:00pm get ready and go to work, get out of work around 11:00pm and hit a few places around Lansing and Okemos I could get into even though I was not twenty one. Then I would come home get on the pc till about 3:00am then wander out to have a smoke and a walk with my best friend and come back to bed around 4:00 am. I lived like this not total happy but alive until I met a Nice young lady at work. So I hit on her and every thing else I could do till she went on a date with me. We had a lot of good times together. She and I loved each other and she became pregnant. I was a great blessing from the Goddess though at the time we did not understand who truly big a blessing.
We where married on the 5th of May, as close to baltaine as I could get it. She was not pagan at that time so we had our differences in religion we had to compromise and every thing worked out. Not even a year after we where Wed I was diagnosed with Cancer. I went through many surgeries and finally Radiation Therapy. Which made me extremely ill. With our love for each other and our children we managed to make it through that hard time. Then things where going good for three years until another tumor was found in my brain. The doctors where not sure if it was Cancer or not. So I underwent brain surgery. Which was in my cast not that bad of an ordeal, but still very scary.
After that things have been going good. My wife became Pagan and joined me in a coven that has changed a few times changing names and members but the people that we care about deeply are still with us. My Aunt passed across the Veil and we where very lucky to inherit the house which I grew up in with my Grandparents, as well as half the farm. We fixed up the house and keep on fixing other things around the farm. Things have been going good and although I have gone deaf from unknown reasons, I enjoy every thing I did before and we so far have been very blessed.
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