Debzeppeliniv, 71

I was born a privileged spoiled brat in the city of Baltimore, in the Jewish hospital, right across the street from Johns Hopkins. It was the jewish wing, part of the Hopkins medical center. Pretty good start, so far huh? Now that we have established I had world class medical care lets go on. I lived in total "Leave it to Beaver" bliss. I had a bike, and an older sister that was delegated baby sitting chores, to take care of me. At the end of WW2 my parents left the south to seek employment in the defense industry. They got good jobs. I lived in a diverse neighborhood, people were either from, PA, NC, WV, OR other parts of the south. There were many families there, the diversity was, the boy to girl ratio, 3 girls, 50 boys. That is just a little bit of my background. Then things tragically changed, after living up north for 25 years my parents decided to move back south. When I was a teenager, I have never recovered from the trauma. I live here now because I can't stand the cold winters. In Dec of 06 my husband suffered a hypoxia, a brain injury to put in layman's terms like a stroke. He remained in the hospital until Jan of 08. So now I am a widow. With a lot of damn good memories, that include him and all the other people I have encountered in my life. I worked for over 30 years of my life. Now I am disabled with fibromyalgia, which people think is all in your head, of course unless you have it, then you know better. I have all ways held a special place in my heart for the sacrificers, which in this case are our armed forces. I would like to meet someone that understands the meaning of suffering, as I have. I am not 100 percent grief free, so I need an understanding kind person someone real, and not playing games. I am astute and can recognize a player a mile away, do please no head games, I don't deserve it. If you really are interested, go to the myspace site, there are many more photos there and lots more about me, I find uploading the same photos so tiresome.