Who is Marlena

Writing has always been an amazing thing to me. It has been a beautiful part of my life. It is one of my favorite ways to express myself. It has so much power to me.. It gives me a chance to escape.

It has been an awful long time since i have written.

Really written.

I am terrified to write.. I am scared of all of the feeling and emotion that comes with it.

Here i go.............

So much has happened in my life.. A lot that i prefer to leave out.

I cant say i had a rough up bringing .. I had an amazing mother who did everything in her power to give me the world. And the world i had.

I grew up the only child. Just me and my momma for the most part. My father wasnt really around.. In my head, he found a family that worked better for him and just left me out. Him choosing to not be my dad hurt. It still hurts. It took me a very long time to learn that i am a great person. It wasnt my fault that he was a coward and walked out of my life. His loss. Not mine.

When i was about 5 I met mario an old friend of my mom's, they had grown up together and from what i have been told, she had always loved him.. I instantly fell in love with him.  He and my mom got married shortly after and he was the best step dad a girl could have.. We had so much fun together.. One of the greatest things he ever taught me was done unconciously..

He was teaching me how to ride a quad (motorcycle) and i pushed just a little too hard on the accelerator and the bike lurched forward sending me flying off the back into the dirt. All i wanted to do was cry and go inside... Instead he walked over to me and dusted off my knees and told me to get back on and try again. I was terrified.

By the end of that day i was riding all over the place.. He taught me to always dust myself off and try again when i fall. He taught me to never give up.



to be continued...