I often wonder

This is the first time I have ever really thought about putting down what's going on in my mind for everyone to read. Sure I have a myspace,and yes I have a few blogs there but nothing truly in depth.So if I offend or cause anyone too much pain due to them scrathching their head and saying to themself WTF? I do humbly apologize.

When I was young,and I mean really young,I was not the best person. I was self centered,egotistical,and to put it bluntly just a little hellion. I ran away from home numerous times, no i did not want to follow the rules. Any type of authority figure was a joke to me, so I did my thing, I played by my own rules, and in the process I did alot of things that left me with a reputation that was not the best. I went to high school in Bossier City La. Not a big town, so if you made a name for yourself, IT STUCK.

I eventually outgrew my desire to be the center of attention, be it good or bad, and settled down, got married. Had 3 amazing children, YES all with the same man. ( I understand in this day and age that's a big thing)
After several years of marriage, I began to see that the man I married was not a good person. He was addicted to drugs, He endangered my children on a daily basis with his drug use,and frankly I started to hate him. I left.

I moved back home to New Orleans and started over with my 3 little beauties and never looked back.

Alot has happened in the years since I left Billy. I found another man that I am totally in love with. We have been together 12 years now and it's good. really good.
I raised my kids to the best of my ability, and through it all they turned out really good. Unfortunately, lost one of my kids 2 years ago to a car accident. She was 14 and losing her like to have killed me.But I still had 2 other children that needed me and I made it, only to be better for it.

What I really think I am getting at here is: When you are not a good person at some point in your life, when you grow up, do right and get it together, Do people still see you as you were all those years ago? Or do they too realize that people change? Or is the saying true? That one can NEVER really go home?

Just a thought.