Barbara Jo Donnalley

“Hey! My name is Barbara & sometimes I like it. The world was blessed by me in the summer of 1978 & again in the spring of 98 with my baby girl, Amber. Yes, I have a teenage daughter & I am terrified. Especially if she’s anything like me. Time to get the shotguns & baseball bats. Am I kidding? LOL! I don’t think you wanna mess with a mamabear, do you? Not to mention her father (divorcing) is a pretty big dude.. just saying. Anyway, I am the younger sister an Air Force captain (Lisa) & the older sister of the one known as “Lipz” (Jimmy). Yup, I am the middle child & I have the syndrome to prove it. Yup.. I’m The New Jan Brady!!! I’m healing & growing everyday though. I love junk catalogs, warm rain storms, my family, playing in the dirt, cheese, staying up late & of course, God. I hate clowns, waiting, liquid Geritol, being treated like an idiot, anything maple flavored & just to be random, Anne Murrey. Her & I have a secret rivalry. It is so secret that even she doesn’t know about it. HA! Yeah, I’m weird… I am somewhat of a social disaster & tend to be to odd/ dorky/hyper for most people; so my friends are few, but, lifelong besties. & honestly, quality is better than quantity. I am loyal to those whom are loyal to me. & I do not need the drama of back-stabbing individuals. Nor do I tolerate it. Life is too short for bull. My kidneys barely function & my life is temporarily interrupted w/ dialysis & the occasional hospital visit. I even missed my sister’s wedding. :( Yes, it sucks. But it is what it is. I never thought anything like this would happen to me. But, instead of dwelling on the negative, I look for the silver lining. I find comfort knowing that everything happens for a reason & a purpose. Otherwise, why would it happen at all? Life just sucks sometimes, that’s all. Build a bridge & get over it. Maybe , since I want to be a writer, I am supposed to write a book about it & my whole life. My screwy Ludacris life. I have made many mistakes & have tons of regrets. I may not be who I should be, not who I could be & not quite who I want to be. But, I am for damn sure not who I use to be. I am trying, whether it looks like it or not. With that, I bid you all a fond farewell.. Much love & God bless.”