Hello! I'm Karla, and this is a place for me to keep it all together in recollection, and as my life unfolds. I can't guarantee I'll maintain this, but I figure now's as good a time as any to try...
I was taught that in putting a puzzle together, you should always start by starting with the outside edges and building inward. I suppose then, that in this analogy; the most important people in my life (self included) represent those edged pieces. Those that define the workings of the rest, and help to put together the rest.
The first would be me: Karla, 30 years old, born and raised in Northern Ontario. My background is in social work, and I've built my career in employment- as a counselor first and since transitioned to an Account Manager for a Staffing Agency. I stumbled a bit with my happiness in this career, and now have the luxury of sorting out whether it's for me or not, thanks to an unexpected Maternity Leave. Who would have ever thought I'd find myself pregnant at 29-30? Definitely not me, but as things unfold and we bang out the dents, the new addition to my life has proved to be a blessing. After all, "One must still have chaos in oneself in order to give birth to a dancing star."
Gerald, aka Mr. Williams: A man I met two years ago, strictly for carnal pleasure. The only man that's ever scared me. The person I'm afraid to love whole heartedly, because I love him just that much. My Knight in Shining Armour. The un-biological father of my baby, who has; for some unknown reason, decided to love me despite my quirks and complications. He's just as crazy as I am, but in very different ways. He is an Inside Sales Clerk for a Rubber fitting company, but really that's just a job. His passion is in entrepreneurial facets; he owns a commercial and residential property that houses a trailer park (in which we live!), a business that rents out the main house and shop, and a storage yard. In the 2 years I've known him, I don't think his brain has ever shut down; even for an hour. He always has at least one project on the go, and has about 4 others planned in his head.
Elora-Lane: My first born. She's 7 and such a character. She is strong-willed, beautiful, too old for her age, but still only seven years old. For the last three years she has been adamant that she will be a cow girl. She'll own her farm, ride her horses, and let me come visit her, but only am I allowed to stay in a loft above the barn. She believes she must be responsible for her peers, and it's something we are consistently working on. Art is one of her favourite things to do. Give the girl some markers and a few pieces of paper and she'll entertain herself for hours. She isn't afraid to get dirty, and equally loves dressing up and getting on the back of the four-wheeler. She works diligently on increasing her vocabulary and her spelling, and has a new love of Math. She doesn't get that from me or her father. Speaking of, her father and I were married for 3 years, split up, and that's when I got pregnant with Elora. We tried to make it work, but it just wasn't in the cards. I've been a single mother to her since she was 7 months old. She is my first true love, and balancing all these other loves now is proving to be quite challenging.
Ryotte: The newest addition to my family. She's 8 weeks old today, and has thus far lived up to her name. She is full of personality already. She was conceived Christmas night, with a man who took me away; physically and emotionally, from the difficulties Gerald and I were having in our non-relationship at the time. At the beginning of January, without knowing I was pregnant, Gerald and I decided to commit to each other and be in a real relationship. 3 weeks later I found out I was pregnant, and he chose to embark on the journey with me. Ryotte will be officially adopted by her dad in the near future, and we will gauge what to do with the technicalities in the future.
There are a couple more critical players in this, but those are the ones that impact my life daily.... Here we go!
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