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    Black, Blind, and Female: Inspiration to Overcome Obstacles
    Black, Blind, and Female: Inspiration to Overcome Obstacles
    Black, Blind, and Female: Inspiration to Overcome Obstacles
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    Black, Blind, and Female: Inspiration to Overcome Obstacles

    By Kari Kelley

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    During a visit to Sedona Arizona Kari Kelley receives a request for forgiveness from her long dead adoptive mother. In order to find the freedom of forgiveness and the ecstasy of unconditional love Kari is compelled to come to terms with long held feelings of bitterness and anger over the abandonment, abuse and neglect of her childhood and the insecurity and depression of her adult life.
    People will read a true story of a rejected, neglected unloved child that grows into a successful strong woman
    People will run the gamot of emotions as they read through the events of my life
    People will be impressed by my tenacity
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateMar 5, 2013
    ISBN9781468568615
    Black, Blind, and Female: Inspiration to Overcome Obstacles
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    Kari Kelley

    Kari Kelley is a motivational speaker who inspires others to be fabulous, despite their circumstances. She enjoys working with adoptees and foster kids, high school and college students, and the physically-challenged. She hopes to empower others to stop the vicious cycle of abuse and downward spiraling sense of self-worth that comes with it. She loves a good joke. She believes that every person she touches with her message can be a new creation of possibilities, hopes, and dreams that are just waiting to be discovered. Each of those people will in turn contribute their light and promise to the world to touch the lives of many for generations to come.

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      Black, Blind, and Female - Kari Kelley

      PART ONE

      1973-1983

      I’m Three!

      I remember sitting on Santa’s lap. I told him what I wanted for Christmas and he said if I was a good girl I would get it. Also I remember a grown up telling me on my birthday that I was four years old. Having been taught to say that I was three years old, I kept telling everyone that I was three. So in complete confidence I put my four year old hands on my four year old hip and stamped my little four year old foot and said in no uncertain terms that, I am three!

      One day I was eating Muncho’s potato chips at the kitchen table and I dropped one on the floor. The nice foster lady slipped on it, fell and started to cry. She stayed in bed for a long time. After that, another grown up came and told me that I was going to have a new mommy and daddy and that I was going to live with them. When my new mommy and daddy came to take me with them, I didn’t want to go. But, the grownups said that I was going to a new house and that I would be happy. Little did anyone know how unhappy I would be. Sobbing as all of my things were loaded into their car, I was still crying as I climbed into the back seat. Frances, my new mommy turned around and said, Shut up all that noise! This is the beginning of many silent tears I would cry.

      New Home, New Me

      What I remember next was going to many different houses and meeting a lot of grownups who were called auntie and uncle and cousin. At my new house, I walked into my very own bedroom which was right next to my parents’ room. Now I was happy. I thought I was so special to have my own bedroom. No one else who lived in my new house had their own bedroom. I was the only girl. I felt like my room was such a beautiful place. In my mind’s eye I can still see the door closed and Frances standing behind me telling me to open the door. I did and I walked into a pink and white paradise. Right in the middle of the room stood this beautiful pink and white canopy bed. There were dolls with pretty dresses on shelves and pretty curtains on the windows. I loved it.

      Gradually my room stopped being my beautiful paradise. First, I broke the dolls. They were all porcelain and they were only for show. I didn’t know that I was not supposed to play with them. Then, I remember how angry Frances got. She yelled at me. How could you be so stupid? \Didn’t you know how much money those dolls were worth? This room was a showplace. People used to pay to come and look at this room and you just tore this room up

      Next, I broke the bed by trying to swing on the wooden frame across the top. The frame looked like the bars at school that I could jump up and swing on. First, Frances gave me a beating with the broken piece and then she replaced my bed. The new bed was hard and it had drawers underneath and it didn’t match the rest of the furniture.

      In spite of the changes, my bedroom was still my favorite place to be, my refuge from the world, until I had to share it with real living, breathing, walking and talking monsters. One of which was a neice that lived in Oakland California. Her name was Brandy. She was slightly older than me and I believe she was jelous because she had been the only girl until I was adopted. She came to live with us during the summer and during the holidays. During the first Christmas with my new family, she came and I remember getting a doll and a teddy bear. I loved them both and she made them disappear before the day was done.This would prove to be the least of the cruelty she would inflict on me. Brandy was skilled at getting Frances to believe that my black eye or busted lip was a result of my clumsiness. I remember telling the truth about what really happened and I learned quickly how creative Brandy could be.I spent entire nights on my bedroom floor with no blankets. Bubble gum found it’s way mysteriously into my hair. As we got older her cruelty reached new hights

      As I began to adapt to my new home and family, I started to realize things about myself that I didn’t know before. I learned to cover my mouth when I smiled or laughed because I had rabbit teeth. Then I learned that my skin color was not quite light enough and it wasn’t quite dark enough either, so I often was described as being piss colored by my new family and their friends. Next, I found out that since it was not so easy to run a comb through my hair, I was nappy headed. In the beginning, Frances straightened my hair with an iron comb that you can heat up on the stove. Every Sunday morning I would

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