Ramona is a large woman; she hasn't always been that way, nor is it a bad thing at all. My mother has achieved so much. Among one of her great accomplishments, she was Mrs. Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, which seems to be a very materialistic accomplishment, but she wasn't competing for the beauty, but the chance to project her ideals to the world. That image of a beauty queen has long since been replaced by a muscular figure in a paramedic's jumpsuit, but her heart is still true. I have seen pictures of her during the time in her life when she was a frail young beauty, and she was a radiant woman still, just as sh

The restaurant was where I acquired my first job-like experience. My parents would make me do the dishes, and I hated it, but as I did it more and more, the waitresses would pay me out of their own pockets with their tips.

The restaurant was having problems, because the economy was falling, and winter wasn't helping matters. Business always slowed down during the winter, making finances run thin. The only customers were those that were going to work, but there was no lunch or dinner business. This caused some uneasiness with my parents, and they began to disagree more and more. They wouldn't just disagree about what to do with their finances and the restaurant; they would disagree about everything in everyday life. I think they were just under a lot of stress. When they couldn't take each other anymore, they separated.

As a birthday gift, my father gave Mom a restaurant (financial burden included). She was in heaven though. She had always loved being a hostess, and loved the idea of having her own restaurant. Ramona's Roadhouse as it was called was a great attraction in Chugiak. We had regulars come from miles away, because the atmosphere was so great. Our waitresses were so nice.

Now I live on my own, independent from my parents, trying to get by, and all of the information that my mother has given me has pulled me through. I am a devout Wiccan myself now, and looking into being a volunteer firefighter in Johnson, because I too feel that I should be helping others as much as I can. I have my own apartment, and I remain financially independent, although things are rough at times, but I'm only eighteen. I'm proud.

Denver was an eye-opening experience, because I was able to learn so many things from my mother, even though I only spent a few weeks with her. It was easier for her to teach me things about life then, because I had matured more, because I had more life experience to relate things with.

While I was away my mother became a very renowned EMT, and was sent to school in Denver, Colorado, so she could become a paramedic. Because she was such a remarkable paramedic, with such dedication to her work, the state paid for her schooling. I visited her once when she was in Colorado, and it was the first time that I had seen her in almost two years.

When my mother and I began to grow very close, I was forced to move once again. This time I moved to Virginia with my father, because he landed a big job at B3H Co., a big corporation, developing weapons technology for the military. I would have to make new friends, I would be almost a

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