Who am I? My version of 100 things about me...

I was born and raised in England. We lived in a village just outside of Oxford. There were three of us and my Mum and Dad.  My Dad and my sister still live in the same house I was raised in. My Mum died 3 years ago in May so my sister moved back in with my dad to help out..she was living alone in her flat after her marriage ended. My brother still lives in the same village and has 3 kids of his own. Every other member of my family live in England apart from some distant cousins who live in New Zealand. My husband went to high school with me. He was different. his dad is American and so he had dual citizenship but at the age of 23 he decided to emigrate to the U.S. by joining the United States Navy therefore giving up his British citizenship. We were dating at the time and had been on and off since I was 15. After boot camp in 1983 he asked me to marry him and come over here. I did. We have been here ever since. We have 2 kids. Rachel is 21, she lives here with us, works full time and goes to community college at night. Ryan is almost 16 and a freshman in high school. We just had out dog of 14 years put to sleep. He is buried at the bottom of the yard. We have another dog, he is a two year old Yorkshire terrier. He is hyper. My husband is a Command Master Chief..he will be leaving AGAIN for 6 months in June to go to Italy. I will see him as we are going to England this summer and he will fly over and visit us. He still has a sister and nieces and nephews over there. His dad remarried and moved to the states when his Mum died 9 years ago. We do not like his new wife. My husband (Lester) is in remission from Non-hodgkins Lymphoma and has been for 13 years..he is considered cured. We do not ever ever take that for granted. I am a Medical Assistant at a new Family Practice. I am older than every one else who works there..including the Dr's!!!!   I am 44. I did not learn to drive until I was 32..I still do not like to drive but I love my independence. I do not eat vegetables. Except peas, corn and cauliflower cheese. I love Mexican food. I love any food ;-)  that is evident from my pics. I am very moody. i don't like that about myself. When I am good I am very very good BUT...well you know how that goes.... I show my emotions, I am an open book but it's a private journal. It takes me a while to let you in. I have trust issues. i was sexually abused as a child. I was beaten as a teenager by a boyfriend. i do not talk about it. I was jilted one month before my marriage. I married him anyway. Yes I am talking about Lester. He was sleeping with my maid of honour. Yes I married him anyway. We have been married 23 years in May. I am a party girl. I love to have fun. I like to get out and do things. I also like to stay home and read and veg. I can have fun doing just about anything. i love to be alone. It does not bother me. I am my own best company. i love passionately. i would die for my kids. take a bullet for them without blinking. i never knew parents could love their kids this way. I did not feel that from my Mum. i think i did from my dad but i have only ever heard him say he loved me once. I tell my kids i love them daily. I do not tell other people i love them. i do not use that word lightly. if i say it I mean it. I think it is used to much. It is a special thing love. I have had my heart ripped out.  A broken heart hurts. But it mends. I have been in love only once in my life. I am stil married to him. I do not go to church but i am spiritual. i have not found my nitch yet. I pray daily. i wish i could believe that i will see my Mum again one day. along with some other pretty special people i have lost. It must be a great comfort to know that one day you will be reunited. I believe in the after life. I have seen some pretty bizarre things. I think my Mum trys to contact me. My dad has promised that if there is a way he will come back and show me a sigh. My dad is flipping awesome. I love my dad. He will be 73 in May. He doesn't look it. He wrote daily ina diary for over 30 years. he stopped the day my Mum died. I have all his diaries. He gave them to me when I went home for Mum's funeral. I have read them all. i was a bad kid!!! the diary does not lie. Wanna know the price of gas in 1970? It's in the diary..wanna know that Lynn snuck out all night at age 13? it's in the diary... LOL.. I am waking up now..it's early here..i am an early bird... I used to be a night owl... I have to go to work today... i have to drive over a very big bridge to get to work.. i always have this vision of driving over the edge and into the St john's river.. i can see it as plain as day.... i have even planned how to get out of the car etc... sometimes my "visions" come true...I scare the girls at work.. for 2 months when i started work there they were waiting for "the phone call"...I used to scare my dad..i had these telekinetic powers when i was younger...and I saw things in mirrors...he would not let me see the Exorcist when it was playing at the Cinema in my village..he thought I was a "witch"... yes I am eccentric.... but i am not nuts..there is a difference you know.. ;-)  i have a great sense of humour.. not everyone appreciates it.. I am done now..have no idea if I made it to 100 things.. i don't like numbers..anyway you know a little more about me...