Thank you, Jill, for the opportunity to share a little about myself on your blog and for having me as your guest. I am thankful for the friendship we have shared for the last several years, and I am happy for your success as a writer.
I began my blog, Patsy’s Creative Corner, on WordPress, almost four years ago when I was looking for something new to do. I started it in July of 2013. At the time, I was drawing and painting as a hobby, however, didn’t occur to me to share my artwork until much later. I draw in pencil but mainly use watercolors. I have done some acrylic paintings as well. A couple of years ago I became obsessed with sea turtles, so I gave myself a project of learning to draw the seven different types of sea turtles. I also painted them in watercolors. Here’s a link to a finished project I did quite a while ago where each type of sea turtle was painted in watercolors. There are many, many more drawings and smaller paintings of sea turtles as well as many other works of art on my blog. Currently I am in the process of reorganizing the navigation of my blog, but if you click on the box that says “Select Category” under the widget “Look Around,” it will help you get around faster.
If you decide to spend any time looking around there, you will see that I write about a wide variety of things. One of the most frequent themes is mental health because I believe I have suffered from depression and anxiety for many years as I believe my family of origin did also.
Here are my answers to the three questions I picked from Jill’s list:
What is special about the place you grew up?
I grew up in Georgia, Kentucky, and California. Georgia holds some of the most special memories mostly of neighborhood friends and lots of things to do. For a couple of winters after I turned eight, I was a cheerleader at Midway Park nearby. One of my brothers played football one or two years also. I played softball for three summers. When I wasn’t playing softball or taking piano lessons, my favorite place to be was the community swimming pool. My favorite memory from there was becoming acquaintances with a girl, whose name I wish I could remember, who had part of one of her arms missing below the elbow. When I first met her I wondered why she was there because I ignorantly thought she probably couldn’t swim very well. It was amazing to watch her swim; she even beat me in races lots of times, and I was a strong swimmer! Because of Midway Park, I guess the thing that stands out about growing up in Decatur, Georgia, was the sense of community I knew. I honestly have never experienced anything like it since we left there when my dad’s company was transferred to Kentucky when I was ten, then again to California when I was 16.
What are some of the events in your life that made you who you are?
When I was in my first new school in Kentucky, I was teased a lot and given a terrible nickname. It devastated me to the point where I wished we had never moved there. Then a terribly inappropriate and embarrassing thing happened to me in my elective art class I in Jr. High school. I wrote about it on my blog. It is a featured page called The Art Class.
I think getting teased and made fun of and humiliated in school all the times I ever went through it, made me hate that behavior in people. So, over the years I became the kid who made friends with other kids whom were teased or bullied, too. Not only did I stick up for others, but I eventually had enough courage to stick up for myself. In eleventh grade I was picked on for being the new kid at my new school in California. Three girls decided to begin bullying me for no reason. I was miserable until I had enough and stood up for myself one day. I was fully prepared to fight the ringleader if I had to, but when I stood up to her, she backed off, and they left me alone after that.
I have always been an advocate for the victim or the underdog; I’ve been that way my whole life even though there have been many situations where I was the victim. There were times I couldn’t protect myself and suffered in horrendous ways, but after many years of counseling I became a mom to two kids who don’t ever let anyone walk all over them. They know how to either work through problems with others or leave unhealthy relationships behind. For this I am grateful.
What would be some of the most annoying things about having you as a roommate?
I love this question! I am 56 years old and didn’t have my kids until I was 36 and 38 so they have grown up with older parents than most of their friends. First, I hate clutter! I am not a fanatic about neatness by any means; I just really don’t like it when STUFF is left lying around where it doesn’t belong or isn’t put away when it isn’t being used anymore! Second, I am an avid reader. I really prefer the house to be quiet after 9 p.m. at the latest unless all of us were ever watching a movie together or something. I personally cannot read well when there is noise. I have a slight disability in the area of comprehension. Third, and this the most annoying to my family for sure, I tend to repeat things I’ve already told my family because I don’t remember telling them OR I don’t remember things that they claim they’ve already told me! So as you can see, I’m a little like Dori in Finding Nemo – “I suffer from short-term memory loss!”