My Life Story

My Life Story

I grew up in a small town just south of Louisville, on a horse farm in the middle of nowhere USA! I had every animal you could imagine growing up. Horses, cows, Pigs, goats, cats, dogs and anything basically we could put in the barn Or in a Cage in the house. My earliest memories range from running wild pretending to be horses on the several acres we had; to the biggest family get together’s that I’ve ever seen.

Our home was nothing fancy to many people. But to our family it meant the world. My Father had built on to our house a log Cabin that his great Grandfather was born in. He took it down piece by piece and moved it to our farm and transformed our little 2 bedroom home to a House with a loft and a huge living room and three bedrooms. My parents were married in 1982 and my father (greg) set the mold for the perfect man in my eyes. In my 27 years I can maybe count on one hand the time I have heard this man raise his voice. I have an older sister Tasha who I wanted to be just like. She had long blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She was my teacher; I wanted to hang out with her and all her friends. I wanted to hang with the older crowd. I wanted to fit in.

Our family; my mom, dad, my sister and I; Looked almost perfect in these pictures that were hanging all over the walls of that cabin. But inside my heart. Something wasn’t right. I had a Sister (Brandy) who came and went. My nanny brought her to birthdays, Christmas, and most all holidays. She was my sissy. I loved my sissy so much. And looking back I never called Tasha Sissy. So I never could really understand why my Sissy left and My Tasha stayed. Why didn’t both sisters live with me? I was always really confused. Most kids had brothers and sisters and they all lived together. I knew I was different.

I can’t sit and pin point the moment that I knew that something wasn’t right but I can pin point the moment that my life completely changed. It was a couple weeks...