Natasha Tynon
My name is Natasha but I always go by Tasha, and no I am not Russian. I was born in a small town USA and have lived in Washington my whole life. I am the youngest of three siblings so hence I got beat up alot by my older brother and sister.
I grew up in the country very close to Mt. Rainier lived on a farm setting my first job was shoveling out horse stalls which was not fun by the way! My mother raised me to be a strong independent woman and I thank her for this now, growing up I always wondered why my mother was so hard on me. But she has made me the woman I am today.
I meet my husband when I was 17 and a senior in High School and not to soon latter I became pregnant. It was a hard road traveled being a pregnant mother getting the looks of disapproval and voices echoing all around me that I would not make it and be a bad mother. I did drop out of High School my senior year in fear of being judge for being the pregnant girl, like I said I grew up in a small community and this was not accepted.
I soon got my diploma and began to work in a restaurant while my husband was in the army and gone alot I had to think what will I do who will I become. He soon got out of the army to be home with me, in the time he was away I got our first apt. in a bad crime filled town because it was cheap. In the years to follow we had our first daughter Faith got job's, car's etc..
Two years latter we moved back out to the country and had two more children a son and another daughter and all of them I completely adore and could not imagine my life with out them. I soon got out of the restaurant industry and started my own business and my husband became a truck driver and so here I am with my passion for writing and photography hoping I can do something with my talent and hope the road rises up to meet me.
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I grew up in the country very close to Mt. Rainier lived on a farm setting my first job was shoveling out horse stalls which was not fun by the way! My mother raised me to be a strong independent woman and I thank her for this now, growing up I always wondered why my mother was so hard on me. But she has made me the woman I am today.
I meet my husband when I was 17 and a senior in High School and not to soon latter I became pregnant. It was a hard road traveled being a pregnant mother getting the looks of disapproval and voices echoing all around me that I would not make it and be a bad mother. I did drop out of High School my senior year in fear of being judge for being the pregnant girl, like I said I grew up in a small community and this was not accepted.
I soon got my diploma and began to work in a restaurant while my husband was in the army and gone alot I had to think what will I do who will I become. He soon got out of the army to be home with me, in the time he was away I got our first apt. in a bad crime filled town because it was cheap. In the years to follow we had our first daughter Faith got job's, car's etc..
Two years latter we moved back out to the country and had two more children a son and another daughter and all of them I completely adore and could not imagine my life with out them. I soon got out of the restaurant industry and started my own business and my husband became a truck driver and so here I am with my passion for writing and photography hoping I can do something with my talent and hope the road rises up to meet me.
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Hiking, Camping, Fishing, Travel, Reading, Writing, Photography, Dancing, Singing, being a mom and wife, Movies.Motto
Live the life you dream of...don't dream about the life you want to live!
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