The Ghetto

I know I haven't blogged in awhile...been that kind of week for me.

Today while I was walking Ashley home from school I saw one hell of a fight going on at our cornor between 2 grown men...so I turned Ash around back towards school, got help (kids were everywhere, safety needed to be concidered) and then did as asked and called 911...as I was on the phone I noticed a lady with a stroller crying and shaking, I asked if she was ok. She siad that a man tried to take her baby out of the stroller and her boyfriend and him started fighting...I told her to get the baby away to safety, pointed her towards the school office...now I have no idea if this was an attempted kidnapping or a domestic thing, but it was pretty scary. Ashley was terrified and she was shaking so hard. The "boyfriend" got the shit beat out of him, he was a bloody, muddy mess...

It was not a fun day obviously, it also brought back all my freakin fears...all the times Isaac stalked me, threatend to steal Ashley and I would never see her again, it just brought so many of those old fears to the surface, I hated seeing that woman so shook up, but I hated more that her first and natural instinct was not to get her baby away to a safer spot, to not snatch her baby up and comfort her...the poor baby was screaming and looked so scared, I ached to hold her, but I sent them away and then proceeded to make sure none of "our" kids were hurt or in any way going in the path of trouble...I was a teacher at the school for a few years so the kids all listend to me :o)

I live in a not so good erea that seems to get noticably worse everyday...I hate what its turned into...growing up there were no houses out this way but my grandmas, and now theres all kinds of houses, and I live next to a place called Highway City, a little city inside of the city, a place with old run down houses and alot of drugs and shit all around...

Our house is only 7 years old, new housing development, started out wonderfully...all freindly neighbors and it was just pleasant...and slowly as the riff rafe started getting closer the families moved away, and now I live in the ghetto...again lol...I grew up in a place the cops were afraid to come to, they only responded with the S.W.A.T team lol, it was so bad, and yet we had a great, but wierd, childhood.

Well anyways, that was my day and I am hoping to know more tomorrow as to wheather it was a almost child abduction or a family problem...that way I know if I need to watch bAshley better...I mean she doesn't go out alone...EVER!!!! but I do walk her to the edge of the school fence and she walks the rest while I watch, its about half a block (she says shes to old for me to walk her all the way but wants me at her door to get her after school lol)...I will not take the chance of letting her walk even that alone...sad to live in such fear and yet neccesary. The housing boom has priced the locals out of their own affordability...all the people from frisco and LA moved here and commute to the city for work, and so we got screwed lol...

Ken has been really moody lately, and so I am a little concerned that theres something wrong with him, or us or something...I mentioned it to him, says hes just stressed, just concerns me is all...

well I will write more later, its near midnight and I wanna go watch some silly old ass sitcoms and relax (roseanne, Mary Tyler Moore, Ozzy and Harriet...classics lol)

later