my life

My grandma on my dad's side was really important to me.  She always told me to stay true to myself.  I enjoyed her sense of humor and her feelings about not allowing "white" women to do my hair.  One time I was having a talk with my grandma about my hair.  Her advise to me was to not let white women other than your mom or older sister, Raven do my hair.  She really liked my mom and Raven not saying anything negative about them. However, she didn't approve of my dad's girlfriend doing my hair because of the color of her skin.  I don't think my grandma was a racist person however she struggled with our generation and what's going on. I have so many fond memories of my grandma.  She was open to talking about anything with my younger sister and I.  When things were going downhill with my dad she would always say, "he's being silly and needs to get his act right."  When she met my niece, Gianna she fell for her right away.  She had a deep...

Growing up my grandpa who we called "Papa" was more like my dad than my biological dad. My Papa was an amazing man who had a great sense of humor brought and joy to my day. I loved every moment I spent with him.  Some of my fondest memories included him taking my sister Endy and I to McDonald's before school, getting to have a talk with him in the hospital when he was really sick, and our trips to Dairy Queen. One of the reasons that I viewed Papa as my dad was he cared so much about my sisters and I. He would do anything for us no matter what.  He inspired me to do great things and offer kindness to all. Papa was the type of guy that would tell you exactly how he felt.  He was brutally honest.  He always told me that he would be there for me regardless of what was going on.  He didn't understand my dad's actions but never put him down. My Papa passed away on September 01, 2015. On the day he died my sister and I were both at my dad's house whe...

Hi, welcome to my blog. My name is Jaedyn. This blog is about an average day in a teenage girls life. My family is a big part of who I am. Like many kids these days my parents are divorced which has it's perks but also it's disappointments. My parents divorced when I was young and pretty much all I've known is them in two separate homes. My mother is a strong and independent woman. She can be a little crazy sometimes overreacting about little things like the time I spend on my phone. Often times she says, "Jaedyn all you do is sit in your room and stare at your phone." When she's really disappointed with my sister and I she swears like a sailor!!  We both know that she'll get over it and ask us what she needs to do to make it right.   My father is a strange man.  He doesn't really trust my sister and I with stuff. There was a period of time that he wouldn't give us his phone number and instead call us from a private number. When my sister and I...