It began when I was a little girl growing up never in a million years I would have ever imagined that the mother I had was my grandmother. well I could not have ever asked God for a more precious blessing than her. she was always a hard worker,she worked two jobs majority her life to raise four kids. That includes me Margaret, Elizabeth, Sharon, Larry our beloved brother. we were good kids I would say we listen to what she told us to do. well as we were told by our grandmother that our mother named Virginia she was her youngest daughter that married a man from a small town called hickory Mississippi.And to this union she had five girls and one boy.As time went on they stayed together. but my father side if the family was very funny acting people and they mistreated my mom. But my grandfather who had some of the most beautiful green eye's loved my mom very much. My dad was the type of man who loved to gamble and drink well that's when the problems began my father was very abusive to my mother. He would go out and...