This site came into being when Sage said he’d like to know more about my childhood, growing up poor and overcoming that to make, what I would call, a successful life.

Some of it is difficult to write about, some funny, and some thoughtful or silly. It all depends on how I feel about the situation or what I’m thinking about while I write it.

I will try to be as honest as possible but I will admit that this is my truth. It cannot, nor will not, be the same as what my siblings experienced or what my parents experienced. We all saw it through different eyes and through different feelings. As the oldest child of four, my outlook was vastly different than those of my younger siblings. I will do my best to portray this as honestly as possible but it is possible that what I saw and what they saw were vastly different.

Why “White Trash Girl”? My younger brother jokes that we were white trash growing up and, deep inside, maybe we still are. I used the title for humor, for some look into what types of words we use to describe others, and to delve into those feelings of being “white trash” that may have residual effects.

I hope you enjoy the journey and I look forward to your insights.