I miss 'Old New Orleans' and the way it used to be..... when we felt relatively safe walking the streets. That is strictly no more. As much as I want to go home again I remember the way my heart races when I am there. I am virtually scared S--tless the whole time I am there. Everyone looks scared to me! Afraid of being hurt by all the thugs running wild in the streets trying to take advantage of any and every one. I hate what they have done to my old stomping grounds...... I can go back..... but you can't go 'home' again. That is true. It will never be the city I grew up in and went to school in. Poof! Gone! History! But it was gone way before Katrina.
My mom and dad are buried there and I would like to go and 'visit' with them and spend some time with them in memory. I would be afraid to do that unless I was in a group.
It is such a shame.......I remember when our Grandma would say stuff like in the old days.....well, now I am old because all I can think of my city is 'in the old days....'
Friday, May 9, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Meet our 7th child.....Nameless
I still don't know what to name my new little son. I call him all sorts of things but nothing sticks firmly....yet!! He is just adorable and is such a clown. As time goes by I am sure something special will come to me but for now, he is just mama's baby.
