SamoneChrisman87

Dream

I was startled awake by the feeling of falling. You know the dream where you are falling and get jolted awake? Only this part of the dream wasn’t a dream. It was a shadow in the night taking a seat on my bed, slightly rolling me towards the figure; mimicking this feeling of falling. IContinue reading “Dream”

Eight

I never had to pee in a coffee can before. The smell of urine permeated my nose with the metallic coffee smell that lingered in the empty container. This was such a small space, but luckily it was just my brother and I. She was telling us it was time for bed and this includedContinue reading “Eight”

Accountability

For years I have said I was going to write a book based on my crappy childhood, mostly joking of course. But I never really followed through because I didn’t know why I would write the book or even how. And both of those things are important to keep someone committed to a goal. OverContinue reading “Accountability”

Mother’s Day

Irony: using a brand new copy of Gary Chapman’s “The 5 Love Languages of Children” to hold your fan up in your bedroom window. #happymothersday #beenmeaningtoreadit #parenting

Childhood

The hard desk. There I sat. The new kid in school. I wasn’t sure if my discomfort was from the unforgiving chair or the sideways glances I catch the other kids giving me. I can barely remember third grade. But that day was the first day I truly felt the and emptiness I would carryContinue reading “Childhood”

March 30th

One year. It’s been one year since my son, my first born, the man that was first to teach me unconditional love, lost his grandfather. His papa was his pal, buddy and best friend. Even when my son’s father went MIA, his papa was there to be his role model. The bond they shared evenContinue reading “March 30th”

Lights, Camera…. now what?

I had thought this first blog post was going to be all glitz and glamour, awe-inspiring and blog-award winning in all its glory! I had visions of instantly becoming famous, people taking my picture (weird, because I don’t like or want either of those things) and my fans crying as they saw me. But soonContinue reading “Lights, Camera…. now what?”

Intro

I’m a mother to 2 precious kids, engaged to the most wonderful man in the world and a pig mom. I live in Northern California, work a full time job and go to school part time.Now that the standard, mundane and boring intro has been written-REAL TALKI have 2 kids that are usually awesome. ExceptContinue reading “Intro”