Diary of an Unconscious Mind

March here in Houston is Rodeo time.   As a child I would look forward to Go Texan Day my mom would dress me in my best western wear with a red bandanna, cowboy boots, hat and denim.   I would walk to school with my friends looking like something out of Lone Ranger we were excited, because we knew that once we got to class we would pick our partner to walk the block in a half down the street to watch the Trail Riders heading for Memorial Park.   We would line up on the sidewalk holding our Texas Flags as the men and women would be on their horses along with wagons, they would make our day. We would head back to class for treats, punch and music.   Even now I tear up when I am driving down the road on Go Texan Day and see the trail riders heading in and I still wave like the small schoolgirl with a smile and a flag.   So for March I decided to share with everyone a little bit of Go Texan Day, my cowgirl is wearing her fancy boots and just waiting for the gambl...

I found out about two weeks that I am going to be a Great Aunt again.   Coming from a family of 4 siblings I have a lot of nephews and nieces and have been blessed to have 2 great nephews and 3 great nieces.   The only thing is with them is I have not had the pleasure of seeing them in a number of years.   When I found out that my sister was to become a grandmother for the first time I was excited because of the relationship I have with her children.   My nephew who has wanted to be a father for a long time has been blessed and we will get to meet the bundle of joy sometime in late August or September.   This is the same little boy at the age of 3 told me as we were swinging in the backyard that he wanted to marry me someday, it was hard to tell him that though it was a beautiful thought he couldn’t because I was his aunt.   I used to change his diapers, babysat him and his sister, singing him songs, chase him through the house to give him hugs and hold ...

Having the last name of Valentine, February can be either a curse or a blessing.   Growing up my mother made this month even more exciting than Christmas, she would say “This is our month. We are true Valentine’s we are so special we have a day name for us.”   So I grew up looking forward to February 14 th or as I like to call ME DAY, she would shower us with handmade candy, cards, presents and a special dinner.   When I went to school I carried my handmade Valentine’s along with candy to class, with a song in my heart I looked forwarded to the excitement of a day filled with warm hugs.   The only down side was that everyone is class would come up to me and ask how do you spell Valentine after a while I just told them to bring me what they were working on and I would write it. It is on this holiday I miss my mother and father I miss her contagious laughter as my dad would come home from work with flowers and candy.   He would come up behind her give her a li...