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        Name:  Moni                            
   Location:  Ontario, Canada
                     Gender:  Female
       Family:  2 Girls ages 16 and 21
             Loves:  Family, wolves, dogs, horses
                      Pets: 2 dogs, a horse and 2 cats

Favorites:
Actor - Nicolas Cage
         Actress - Mariska Hargitay
                            Singer - Martina McBride              
                            Band - The Corrs

BIOGRAPHY

I have a brother who is almost 2 years older than me and a sister eleven months
younger. I Was Born in a small country hospital in Quebec, Canada on
February 28, 1963. Shortly there after we moved to an apartment in Montreal
where we lived until I was five. When I was five we moved to our new house in
the country. We had several hundred acres of land, a beautiful creek running
down beside the house and a small lake across the road. It was a wonderful
place. We'd spend our summers riding our horses in the mountains, swimming
in the lake, fishing, going to horse shows and playing in the forest. Sounds great
doesn't it? Yeah right! Looks can be deceiving.

My father was extremely abusive. There were few days that I didn't get beat.
My sister used to run into our bedroom to hide whenever she heard him pull
into the driveway. The first time she did that I ran in and hid too, but my dad
got real pissed off and kicked in the door and the door hit my sister as it flew
open. She wasn't badly hurt, but I felt incredibly guilty; She was my baby
sister and it was my job to keep her safe. After that when she would run into
the bedroom I would stay out in the living room, so if he felt like beating
someone he would beat me and not her. I think my brother got the worst of
the beatings though. A few years ago I was asked, "as a child what did you
expect to be when you grew up". The only thing I could think of was "dead".
Ironically My mother finally left my father on my eighteenth birthday! She said
"I'm sorry I'm doing this on your birthday" and I replied "it's the best birthday
present you ever gave me". I started talking to my father again a few yars
ago. the summer of 2005 I went to visit him. It turned out to be a really
good thing. My dad said "I never meant to hurt you" and I said "I know".
It doesn't sound like much, but it was more of an apology than I ever
expected. In October 2006 my Dad passed away. I had alot of mixed
feelings, but I was able to cry. It was a great feeling to be able to shed tears
over my Dad whom I loved and leave behind the memories of the
monster I feared.

I started drinking and smoking when I was nine. There was this guy about a
mile down the road who'd buy beer and cigarettes for all the kids that hung
around his place. Then when I was twelve I started dating this guy who knew
the owner of this local roughneck bar, so we started going there. The owner
just told us that if the cops showed up we were to hide in the basement.
That's when I discovered the joys of tequila. I rarely drank beer after that. At
the age of twelve I made another great discovery, weed! Yup the green leafy
stuff and man it was love at first toke. Then at the age of thirteen I added acid
to my repertoire. It's funny, because not only were the drugs my only means of
escape, but the crazier I got on them the more my dad would leave me alone.
Like most vicious animals my father feared the unknown, so me on acid telling
him "go ahead and kill me. I really don't give a fuck" scared him and he backed
off. I started talking to my father again a few yars ago. the summer of 2005
I went to visit him. It turned out to be a really good thing. My dad said "I never
Meant to hurt you" and I said "I know". It doesn't sound like much, but it was
more of an apology than I ever expected. In October 2006 my Dad passed
away. I had alot of mixed feelings, but I was able to cry. It was a great feeling
to be able to shed tears over my Dad whom I loved and leave behind the
memories of the monster I feared.

I got pregnant with my oldest daughter when I was twenty-two. I swore the
day I found out I was pregnant that my child was not gonna pay the price for
my problems. I quit the drinking and drugs and dropped out of sight. I knew
 if I stayed around my friends they'd get me back into stuff and I couldn't .
Now I enjoy a little weed every now and then, but I rarely drink and don't
touch drugs. On a cold November day during the first snow storm of the
year after 26 hours of  labor and a c-section my oldest daughter was born.
She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen and still is. My life began that
day. Almost five years later my second daughter came into this world. It
was a planned c-section so I didn't have to go through any labor. Man what
a breeze. Of course she's been making up for it ever since. Extrememly
hyper-active my second daughter required learning a whole new method
of parenting. Not having had strong parental role models I kinda took it
one day at a time and just did what felt right. I must have done something
right because my girls are two of the most beautiful, amazing young women
I've ever known. They are my greatest source of pride. I told myself if I
ever did one thing right in this life I wanted it to be raising my kids. So far
it's looking good!

In 2000 I met my ex-wife. Yes that does make me a dyke. lol We met
online and I fell head over heels in love! I'd never been in a relationship with
another woman and I wasn't sure if my ex was gay, but I knew I'd have to
take the chance, so after consulting some friends I told her that I loved her. I
was so close to heaven when she said that she loved me too I swear I could
see the pearly gates. In February of 2001 my ex flew to Canada from
Switzerland where she lived.  In August of 2001she was missing her
Mommy and Daddy so we packed up the kids and headed for Switzerland,
 where we lived for a year before returning to Canada. We weremarried in
November of 2001 in a private cerimony in our apartment. I
and my youngest daughter are now living in a small city in
Ontario, Canada. My ex went back to Switzerland on July 17,2004 for
what was supposed to be a  six month stay. three years later she's still there.
It's funny, people have been telling me since she left that she won't be back,
but she kept promising that she was coming home and I believed her. Love
makes fools of us all.
My youngest daughter inherited my love of animals and on Christmas 2004
she got her first horse, Golden Spirit. Spirit is a beautiful 5 year old red dun
quarter horse. She was actually intended as a rescue mission from the horrible
conditions she was living under. I thought she'd never amount to much more
than a pet for Anna, but I guess we reached her in time. She's filled out and
looks fantastic. Anna's started riding her the past year. My oldest is going into
 her 3rd year of University and is doing really well. She just recently moved in
with her boyfriend and appears to be very happy.

In addition  to Spirit we own a wonderful golden retriever named Luna.
She's almost four years old and the most awesome dog ever and a  cute
7 month old shepard/husky cross. We also have 2 cats (not my favorite animals).

So that's my life in a nut shell!

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