(Yes, it’s a funny therapy tool for moms—complete with journaling prompts, sass, and healing vibes)
By A.L. Childers Author | Overthinking Mother | Creator of “The Freckled Oracle™”
Free printable therapy bingo card for moms with a sense of humor! Perfect for Gen X daughters healing mother wounds, over-apologizing moms, and anyone who needs a laugh while working through trauma. Includes journaling prompts and mental health resources.
Let me start with this truth bomb:
Motherhood is the only job where you’re expected to carry trauma, cook dinner, apologize for your mother’s mistakes, and still remember everyone’s sock preferences.
And if you’ve got a grown kid in therapy (like I do), you start wondering… Am I the villain in someone else’s healing journey?
Apparently not. I asked. And I asked again. And then—because I’m me—I asked a third time just to be sure.
🙋♀️ So, Did You Talk About Me in Therapy?
Here’s the thing. My daughter goes to therapy. Not because I made her (Gen X moms don’t get to demand that), but because she’s emotionally intelligent and tired of my “just suck it up” pep talks.
After one of her sessions, I asked:
“Did you talk about me today?”
She looked at me like I’d just asked if she discussed the price of cucumbers.
“No, Mom.”
I took a beat, looked her square in the eye, and said:
“Well then… clearly I failed as a parent.”
And that’s how our Mother-Daughter Emotional Audit™ began—with sarcasm, heart, and a silent prayer that I wasn’t the main character in her therapy trauma arc.
🎉 Introducing: Mom Therapy Bingo (Yes, It’s a Thing)
So what’s a mom to do? Laugh. Reflect. Repeat. Preferably with wine and a downloadable worksheet.
That’s why I created a FREE printable called “Mom Therapy Bingo”—a fun way to process those slightly awkward post-therapy convos and lean into the healing (without making it weird).
You’ll find bingo squares like:
“Mentions childhood snacks”
“Asks if you ever talk about her in therapy”
“Says ‘You’re too sensitive’”
“Texts you a meme after an argument”
“Cries but says she’s not crying”
It’s funny. It’s warm. And it just might open up a conversation you didn’t even know you needed.
Alt text for image: funny bingo card for therapy moms – healing through humor
If you’re ready to go deeper (or just don’t want to make eye contact during dinner), I’ve also created a journaling companion to help you process the big stuff:
What did your mom do right?
What did she miss?
What have you carried that you’re finally ready to put down?
💬 Healing Tools for Moms (Who Use Humor as a Coping Mechanism)
Let’s be real—some of us process trauma by crying. Some of us process it by reorganizing the spice rack. And some of us make Bingo cards and write blogs.
Whatever your process is, I see you. And I want to share a few resources that have helped me and my daughter along the way:
You don’t have to go it alone. And you don’t have to be perfect to be worthy of healing.
💖 Final Thoughts from One Healing Mama to Another
If your child is in therapy, that’s not a failure. It’s a family success story in progress.
And if they never talk about you? Well… you either nailed it, or they’re saving you for season two.
Either way, download the bingo card. Write a little. Laugh a lot. Because breaking cycles can be beautiful—even when it’s messy.
With wine, wisdom, and warm sarcasm, A.L. Childers ☀️ Author of “Silent Struggles,” “The Hidden Empire,” “Roots to Health,” and more 📚 Amazon Author Page 🌐 TheHypothyroidismChick.com
⚠️ Disclaimer (Because This Is Real Life)
This blog is written with humor and love, but depression and trauma are serious matters. If you or someone you know is struggling, please reach out to a licensed mental health provider or emergency support. Therapy is a personal and powerful tool—and joking about it doesn’t minimize its value. It makes it more human.
“Eight Years, a Thousand Wake-Ups, and a Love Beyond Words: My Austrian Pup’s Journey” By A.L. Childers | The Freckled Oracle™ – Truth, Wit & Wearable Wisdom
There’s a sacred kind of love that only exists between a dog and the human who’d take a bullet for them. The kind of love that grows through 3 a.m. potty breaks, homemade meals simmering on the stove, and silent companionship through life’s loudest storms.
My little Austrian pup—my girl—is eight human years old now. The vet called her a senior recently, and I nearly choked on my tears. A senior? Not my baby. Not the pup I once slept beside on the living room floor, who whimpered for me in the night, who eventually climbed those tiny doggy stairs to share my bed. She’s still that same baby to me. Still curls up next to me every night. Still wakes me up when she needs to go. And I still smile every time she lets me know. I’m grateful she communicates with me. That’s trust. That’s love.
She recently had a surgery to remove a cancerous tumor on her skin. Let me tell you, hearing that word—cancer—felt like the air left the room. Like I was losing a child. But we caught it, and she’s doing well for now. We chose not to do chemo or radiation. That was a personal decision made with our hearts and our research. And because I’ve always fed my dogs clean, homemade food (yes, I even wrote a book on it—though that’s not what this post is about), I knew I wanted to keep her strong, nourished, and comfortable in the most natural ways possible.
I’m the kind of person who boils chicken thighs with turmeric and parsley, stews veggies, dehydrates organic meats, and stirs it all with love. I cook for them like I do for myself—because they are my family. No store-bought chemical mash in this house. Nope. Never.
People laugh when I say I treat my dogs better than my husband, but I’m not sure what the joke is. My husband is a grown man. He can talk, demand, argue, cuss, and protest. My dogs can only bark or whimper—and yet they offer nothing but loyalty, love, and presence. They don’t hold grudges. They just are. And that is divine.
So yes, I will always advocate for them. I will never apologize for the way I love my fur children. If you know, you know. And if you don’t—well, I hope someday you get to experience a love like this. One that curls up beside you, waits patiently at the door, and looks at you like you hung the moon.
For now, we celebrate each moment. We sniff the breeze together. We cook. We cuddle. We heal. I was told we have six more good years. I’m claiming every one of them.
Disclaimer: This blog is for storytelling, emotional expression, and informational purposes only. It does not offer veterinary or medical advice. Always consult a licensed veterinarian for professional guidance regarding your pet’s health and treatment options.
With all my heart, A.L. Childers – The Freckled Oracle™ Truth, Wit & Wearable Wisdom
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Audrey Childers, writing as A.L. Childers, is an ACA-licensed health insurance agent turned full-time truth-teller. With over 200 books published, she’s building a creative empire fueled by fire, freckles, and the freedom to never be silenced again. She’s the voice for the ones who got burned but still showed up. And when she glows, egos burn.
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The other pups are checking her out. 1st day the house
I walked inside — not storming in like a discount reality star, just calmly, confused, and Southern polite — and asked:
“Hey, I think I was overcharged. I used my debit card, but it looks like I was charged the credit card price?”
Now let me be clear right here and now: I’m not a Karen. But I am a crazy Southern woman — raised with a mean-ass brother and a mama who taught me real quick that if someone raises their voice at you, they better have a reason. And this man? He had none.
Instead, he looked me dead in the face and snapped:
“It’s not my problem. If you don’t like it—get out of my store.”
Then he raised his voice — louder this time — like I was the problem:
“GET OUT OF MY STORE NOW!”
Let. This. Be. Known. As a Southern woman, this will NOT go without reason. I’m gonna do what we Southern women do best:
Raise hell. With receipts.
And Lord, I hate to do it, I really do — but I gotta say it straight:
This motherfucker raised his voice at me. And ohhh hell no. F* that.**
He didn’t even try to explain the charge. He didn’t ask what happened. He just acted like I was some rich, clueless woman who should shut up and swipe again.
No sir.
He found the wrong one. I’m not rich. I’m not clueless. I work hard for my money — blood, sweat, and taxes.
And yes, if needed…
I will fight a man over principle.
(Not physically, y’all… unless he swings first, in which case: we goin’ full Waffle House scramble-fest and I’m not apologizing.)
Let me know if you want me to put that quote on a bold graphic like:
“I work hard for my money. I’m not rich. But I will fight a man if I have to — verbally, legally, or with a frying pan, depending on the tone.” — A.L. Childers
The Shell station on Wilkinson blvd near the Bojangles is hoodwinking people with their money!
“Some people are born into love. Some have to find it, borrow it, or be rescued by it. Me? I was blessed by uncles who filled the cracks with gold.” —A.L. Childers
I wasn’t born into a love story. I was born into a riddle.
A riddle wrapped in confusion, half-truths, and one very complicated woman—my mother.
I was born without a father. Not metaphorically—literally.
There was no man in the waiting room. No doting husband holding a camera. No signature on my birth certificate. Just my mother, her stories, and eventually… my questions.
And when I asked who my father was, she handed me three names like she was picking lotto numbers.
“It’s either him… or maybe him… or possibly that guy from Fort Bragg.”
One of them, she said, had my exact birthmark—on my chin and on my butt. Yes, I checked. Apparently, that’s how paternity was confirmed in our family: not by DNA, but by matching skin stamps.
Another man I tracked down years later. He was married to a girl my age and had a house full of kids. He said on the call while his young wife was in the background yelling, “I’m not your father.” I told him, “Good—because I was about to ask for backdated birthday gifts and college tuition.”
And the third? He was just “around.” Whatever that means in mom-speak.
But here’s the kicker: my mother is a dream-talker. She tells stories that melt into each other. Truth and fiction hold hands in her mind. One version becomes another before you’ve even had time to process the first. She speaks with such confidence that even the lies sound poetic.
Three Possible Fathers and One Birthmark
When I look back on those moments now, I don’t feel angry—I feel untethered. Like a balloon that never had a string. But somewhere in the background, there were people trying to ground me. Trying to hold me steady.
They just weren’t the people you might expect.
A House I Could Have Called Home
If there’s one memory that haunts me—not because it happened, but because it almost did—it’s the moment I wasn’t adopted by Uncle John.
When I was a baby—with a clubfoot and a mother already struggling with a five-year-old son—my Uncle John and his wife Vickie offered to adopt me. They had two sons already but longed for a daughter to complete their family. Vickie was a nurse, kind and capable. Uncle John worked for Frito-Lay as a delivery driver. They had a loving home, a loyal dog, and more than enough room in their hearts.
They wanted me. They chose me. But my mother said no.
Maybe it was pride. Maybe fear. Maybe guilt. I’ll never truly know.
So I stayed. And the life that might have been was quietly folded up and put away.
The Men Who Did Show Up
Even though I never had a father, I had three uncles—John, Jimmy, and Buddy—who filled the silence in their own ways.
Uncle Buddy
Sweet. Steady. Soft-spoken. He didn’t talk much, but when he did, it mattered. He carried peace like a scent—faint, warm, and familiar. With him, I never had to earn love. It was just there.
Uncle Jimmy
He was the spark. The sailor. A Navy man who seemed to always be out to sea, climbing the ranks and chasing the horizon. But even while serving far from home, he made sure his family was cared for.
He bought a beautiful house for my grandmother, where she raised his children while he was deployed. That house became a magical place for me. I loved visiting when my cousins were there—it was pure childhood chaos, the fun kind. They were loud, wild, and hilarious. Nothing made sense and everything felt safe. I adored it all.
Later in life, Uncle Jimmy lost his wife—a quiet grief that lingered behind his smile. But he never let sorrow steal his joy, especially not from me. He was still the uncle who made everyone laugh, who gave without asking anything in return.
But life hit him hard. First, he lost his wife Joan to a rare blood disorder. Then, both of their sons—my cousins—died from the same illness. Most people wouldn’t survive that kind of loss. But Uncle Jimmy did. And he never stopped showing up.
Eventually, he found love again with Marie, a nurse, because apparently the universe knew he needed someone who could heal more than just broken hearts. When he got sick with diabetes later in life, Marie took care of him, standing by him in the same way he had always stood by others.
Uncle John
Uncle John was the one who tried to rescue me. The one who saw a little girl and thought, She could be mine.
If there’s one memory that haunts me—not because it happened, but because it almost did—it’s the moment I wasn’t adopted by Uncle John.
When I was a baby—with a clubfoot and a mother already struggling with a five-year-old son—my Uncle John and his wife Vickie offered to adopt me. They had two sons already but longed for a daughter to complete their family. Aunt Vickie was a nurse, kind and capable. Uncle John worked for Frito-Lay as a delivery driver. They had a loving home, a loyal dog, and more than enough room in their hearts.
They wanted me. They chose me. But my mother said no.
Maybe it was pride. Maybe fear. Maybe guilt. I’ll never truly know.
So I stayed. And the life that might have been was quietly folded up and put away.
Even after my mother turned down the adoption, he never disappeared. He stayed in my life—steadily, quietly, lovingly.
The Day I Didn’t Go
There was a weekend Uncle Jimmy invited me to visit him in Virginia Beach. My new boyfriend and I. A little escape. A moment to reconnect.
But I didn’t go.
Why?
Because I was freshly dating the man who would become my husband, and my best friend at the time had just gotten into a fight with her boyfriend. She didn’t want me to leave town.
So I stayed.
I chose someone else’s storm over his calm. And I’ve regretted it ever since.
He passed away not long after. I never got to sit beside him, hear his stories, or simply say thank you.
Thank you for wanting me. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for loving me when no one had to.
The Wedding in Aunt Betty’s Backyard
He still came to my mother’s wedding—held in Aunt Betty’s backyard, which felt more sacred than any chapel. I was in the wedding party. I wore a dress and a proud smile.
Uncle Jimmy and Marie sat side by side. I watched them quietly. I remember thinking, This is what grace looks like. Even after everything life had taken from him, he still showed up. Still loved. Still gave.
The Book This Blog Will Become
This story? It’s just one chapter. There are more.
More about my mother and her tangled truths. More about the father I never knew and the men who tried to fill that void. More about my childhood, my choices, and the quiet heroes who saved me without a single headline.
Because even when you’re born into confusion… Even when the foundation is cracked… You can still build something beautiful on top of it.
💌 Want to follow the rest of the story?
This blog is part of an upcoming memoir by A.L. Childers. If it moved you, there’s more where this came from. Join the journey at TheHypothyroidismChick.com to read future chapters, get exclusive stories, and receive a free “Healing Through Story” workbook to explore your own past, purpose, and power.
“Family isn’t always who made you. Sometimes, it’s who stayed.”
💬 Your Turn: Let’s Talk
Did this story resonate with you? Were you raised by someone who wasn’t your parent but still gave you everything they could? Do you have a chapter in your life that still tugs at your heart?
I’d love to hear from you.
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Your story matters. And so does your heart.
Thanks for reading, —A.L. Childers
I am the tallest one in pink! 80’s hair, baby! The gal next to me is my ex-sil ( I am still friends with her to this day) and then my half sister..
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“Life is like insurance—sometimes unpredictable, but always better with a good policy and a great sense of humor.”
Let’s talk about something that most of us have felt but rarely discuss: the sinking dread of knowing your job might be slipping through your fingers. Whether it’s a whisper in the breakroom, a sudden focus on quotas, or the dreaded “restructuring,” the signs are there, and they’re hard to ignore.
If you’re feeling this way, you’re not alone—and you’re not powerless. Just like insurance, navigating life’s unpredictability requires preparation, adaptability, and sometimes, a little laughter. Let’s explore how you can face the challenge of potential job loss with grace, grit, and yes, even a sense of humor.
The Storm Before the Calm: Recognizing the Signs
Losing a job doesn’t usually happen out of the blue. Here are some common warning signs:
Sudden Changes in Quotas: Unrealistic targets with no clear guidance.
Decreased Communication: Managers become tight-lipped, avoiding clear answers.
Increased Micromanagement: A shift from trust to scrutiny can signal trouble.
Whispers of Restructuring: Even rumors can hold a kernel of truth.
Recognizing these signs early gives you the chance to take control of your narrative before it’s too late.
How to Navigate the Uncertainty
When the writing’s on the wall, it’s natural to feel fear or frustration. But here’s the secret: every challenge is an opportunity in disguise. Here’s how you can turn this situation around:
1. Keep Your Cool (and Your Smile)
Reacting emotionally might feel cathartic, but it won’t help. Instead, take a deep breath, put on your professional face, and remember: how you handle tough moments defines your character.
2. Document Your Wins
Start building a case for your value. Compile a list of your achievements, backed by data. These can help you defend your role—or land your next one.
3. Explore Career Growth Options
This might be the perfect time to invest in yourself. Take online courses, attend industry seminars, or even explore new career paths. Upskilling can transform uncertainty into opportunity.
4. Strengthen Your Network
Leverage platforms like LinkedIn to reconnect with old colleagues, attend industry events, or join professional groups. The broader your network, the easier it will be to land on your feet.
5. Find the Humor
Let’s be honest—sometimes all you can do is laugh. Maybe you’ve called the same client so many times they start greeting you like an old friend. Find joy in these moments; they’ll remind you that this too shall pass.
Turning Setbacks into Success
Personally, I’ve faced moments of professional uncertainty, and they’ve taught me that every closed door is an opportunity to open a better one. Once, when I was certain the end was near, I reached out to an old colleague who helped me pivot into a more fulfilling role. The lesson? Your story doesn’t end here.
References and Resources
If you’re navigating job uncertainty, here are a few resources to guide and inspire you:
Books by A.L. Childers:
The Affordable Care Act Agent: Your Guide to Accessing Affordable Healthcare
Silent Chains: Breaking Free from Conformity and Injustice
The Hidden Empire: A Journey Through Millennia of Oligarchic Rule
This blog is for informational and motivational purposes only. It reflects personal opinions and experiences and is not intended to replace professional advice. For specific career or financial advice, consult a qualified expert.
Final Thoughts: Your Insurance for Life’s Ups and Downs
Your career is like an insurance policy—it might feel unpredictable, but with preparation, resilience, and a sense of humor, you can weather any storm. So, whether you’re fighting to keep your current role or preparing to transition to something new, trust in your ability to adapt and thrive.
Warm regards, A.L. Childers Author, Advocate, and Optimist
Some stories aren’t just meant to be told—they’re meant to be cherished, celebrated, and shared with the world. James Dawkins: A Legacy of Survival, Sacrifice, and Southern Tradition by A.L. Childers is one such story. Written by the proud sixth-generation great-great-great-granddaughter of James Dawkins, this book is a heartfelt tribute to a man whose courage, resilience, and legacy shaped generations.
A Family Connection Unearthed The journey to this book began with a remarkable discovery: a weathered leather-bound journal hidden in the attic of an abandoned home. The journal, uncovered just days before the house was demolished for uninhabitable living conditions, contained the personal reflections of James Dawkins—an Irish immigrant who fled his homeland 10 years before the Great Hunger (the Irish Potato Famine of 1845).
As his descendant, I pieced together the extraordinary life of my great-great-great-grandfather through the journal’s fragile pages, historical records, and family lore. What I uncovered was a story of survival, sacrifice, and Southern tradition—a story that demanded to be told.
From Ireland to the American South: A Tale of Resilience James Dawkins’s life was marked by courage and conviction. From escaping famine-ridden Ireland to enduring the grueling conditions of immigration to America, his journey was a testament to the strength of the human spirit. His story didn’t end there. James went on to join the Saint Patrick’s Battalion during the U.S.-Mexican War, fighting for justice and freedom under a foreign flag.
In James Dawkins, I intertwine meticulous historical research with the rich traditions of the South and my own family’s heritage. This book is a multidimensional tribute, complete with cultural insights, recipes, and a celebration of the resilience that defined not only James’s life but the lives of countless immigrants who shaped our history.
Why This Book Matters This isn’t just my family’s story—it’s a universal tale of hope, identity, and the enduring power of legacy. Readers will connect with James’s journey, discovering how his courage echoes through generations and inspires us all to celebrate our own roots.
For history enthusiasts, James Dawkins offers a vivid portrayal of Irish immigration, the U.S.-Mexican War, and Southern traditions. For families, it’s an invitation to explore their own histories. And for those who love an epic tale, this book delivers drama, emotion, and adventure worthy of the silver screen.
The Perfect Story for Film and Beyond With its gripping narrative, richly drawn characters, and sweeping historical scope, James Dawkins is a cinematic epic in the making. Imagine the visuals of an Irish immigrant’s harrowing journey, the intensity of the Saint Patrick’s Battalion’s battles, and the vibrant traditions of the Carolinas—all woven into a story that captivates audiences worldwide.
As his proud descendant, I’ve brought James Dawkins’s story to life with the hope that it will inspire not just readers, but filmmakers and storytellers to share his legacy on a global stage.
Coming Soon! James Dawkins: A Legacy of Survival, Sacrifice, and Southern Tradition will be published soon, and I can’t wait to share this incredible journey with you. This is more than a book—it’s a celebration of resilience, courage, and the enduring power of family.
Don’t wait—be among the first to uncover a legacy that inspires and captivates. Pre-order or stay tuned for the release of this unforgettable story!
Keywords: Historical Fiction, Irish Immigration, Family Legacy, Resilience and Sacrifice, Southern Traditions, Epic Historical Drama, Courage and Survival.
The New Year’s celebration in the Carolinas isn’t just a holiday—it’s a bridge between the past and the future, connecting us to our ancestors while laying the groundwork for prosperity and joy in the year to come. It’s about more than black-eyed peas and collard greens; it’s a deeply rooted tradition steeped in history, superstition, and survival.
In my book, Unlocking Carolina’s New Year’s Day Superstitions, Traditions, and Delicious Recipes (available now on Amazon), I take readers on a journey through North and South Carolina’s most cherished traditions. But let me share a piece of that journey with you—a story that will make you see the New Year’s celebration in a whole new light.
The Legacy of James Dawkins: A Family’s Survival and Triumph
Every family has its legends, and mine begins with James Dawkins, my great-great-great-grandfather, who emigrated from Ireland to the United States just before the Great Irish Potato Famine. But James wasn’t just a farmer fleeing hunger—he was a man of conviction. During the U.S.-Mexican War, he joined the Saint Patrick’s Battalion, a group of Irish immigrants who famously fought for Mexico in defiance of the mistreatment they saw mirrored in both nations.
The Battalion’s story is one of bravery and sacrifice. As their flag—boldly emblazoned with “Erin go Bragh” (Ireland Forever)—fluttered in the Battle of Churubusco, these men, including Black Americans escaping slavery, made their final stand. Though many were captured or executed, their legacy lives on in both Ireland and Mexico, with annual commemorations and statues honoring their courage.
James Dawkins survived, eventually settling in North Carolina to start a family that would become deeply woven into the fabric of Southern history. His son George W. Dawkins and grand-daughter Martha Eva Shoemake of Gibson, NC, carried forward the family legacy of resilience and adaptability—traits that continue to shape my story today.
Southern New Year’s: A Tapestry of Superstition and Lore
Growing up in Marlboro County, South Carolina, I was surrounded by the rich traditions of Southern New Year’s celebrations. “What you do on New Year’s Day, you’ll do all year,” my grandmother often reminded me. Her words weren’t just advice—they were a way of life.
From avoiding laundry (to ensure you don’t “wash away” a loved one) to eating pork (to symbolize forward progress), every action was imbued with meaning. Fireworks, loud celebrations, and communal feasts weren’t just for fun—they were meant to chase away bad luck and invite prosperity.
Black-eyed peas represented coins, collard greens symbolized wealth, and cornbread stood for gold. Together, they formed a culinary trifecta designed to ensure good fortune in the year ahead. But these dishes weren’t just superstition—they were the soul of Southern cooking, passed down through generations as a testament to survival and ingenuity.
Soul Food: A Story of Survival in Every Bite
Southern food is more than comfort—it’s resilience on a plate. My ancestors didn’t have recipe books or expensive ingredients. They cooked with what was available, turning scraps into sustenance and hardship into hospitality.
When I think of my grandmother rolling out piecrust with arthritic hands or humming gospel hymns while stirring collard greens, I’m reminded that every dish tells a story. It’s a story of making do, of wasting nothing, of feeding not just the body but the soul. It’s why I believe Southern cuisine belongs to a region, not a race or ethnicity. It’s a shared heritage that connects us all.
A Cultural Anthropologist’s Take on New Year’s
As an author, I see myself as a “cultural anthropologist,” uncovering the stories hidden in our traditions. The Southern New Year’s celebration is a rich tapestry of influences—from the Irish and African diaspora to Native American practices and European customs.
For example, the idea of eating specific foods for luck isn’t unique to the South. In Japan, soba noodles are eaten for longevity, while in Spain, people eat 12 grapes at midnight for good fortune. Yet in the Carolinas, these global traditions blend with local superstitions to create something uniquely Southern—a celebration that honors the past while looking to the future.
A New Year’s Resolution to Remember
As I reflect on these traditions, I’m reminded of the importance of connection—to our heritage, to each other, and to ourselves. My New Year’s resolution this year is to embrace my roots while sharing them with the world. Through cooking, storytelling, and writing, I hope to inspire others to celebrate their own histories and create new traditions for the future.
Order Your Slice of Southern History
If you’re ready to dive deeper into the stories, recipes, and superstitions that make Southern New Year’s so special, I invite you to order my book, Unlocking Carolina’s New Year’s Day Superstitions, Traditions, and Delicious Recipes, on Amazon. It’s more than a cookbook—it’s a celebration of culture, resilience, and the power of family traditions.
Start your New Year with a feast for the soul and a celebration that will leave you inspired all year long.
What if the way you spent your New Year’s Day could define the tone of your entire year? In the heart of the Carolinas, we believe just that. Southern New Year’s Day isn’t just a celebration—it’s a tapestry of superstitions, traditions, and stories that bind families together and carry the wisdom of generations forward. Whether you’re savoring black-eyed peas for luck or gathering around the dinner table to share stories of family history, every moment is steeped in meaning.
In my book, Unlocking Carolina’s New Year’s Day Superstitions, Traditions, and Delicious Recipes (available now on Amazon), I dive deep into the unique blend of culture, history, and cuisine that makes the Carolinas shine. But today, I want to take you on a journey—a personal exploration of my family’s rich legacy, the untold stories of resilience, and the flavorful traditions that have shaped my life.
A Legacy of Survival: The Dawkins Family Story
My family history reads like an epic novel, with twists and turns that take us from Ireland to Mexico and back to the Southern soil of North Carolina. My sixth-generation great-grandfather, James Dawkins, emigrated from Ireland to the United States before the Great Irish Potato Famine of 1845. His journey wasn’t just about survival—it was about taking a stand.
James Dawkins fought in the Battle of Churubusco during the U.S.-Mexican War, as part of the legendary Saint Patrick’s Battalion. This group of mostly Irish immigrants switched sides to fight for Mexico, drawn by parallels between the plight of Catholic Mexicans and their own struggles under British rule. Their defiance is commemorated in Mexico to this day, with statues of their leader, John Riley, and songs that celebrate their bravery. James survived this harrowing chapter and returned to North Carolina, where his story became part of my family’s lore—a tale of resilience and conviction.
From Laurel Hill to Marlboro County: A Southern Tradition of Connection
Fast forward to the North Carolina of the 19th and 20th centuries, where the Dawkins family flourished. My grandmother, Martha Eva Shoemake, was the matriarch who connected us all. Born in Scotland County in 1921, she embodied the spirit of Southern hospitality, her kitchen a haven of love and warmth.
I still remember the squeaky screen door announcing my arrival on Sunday afternoons after church. The smell of collard greens simmering, cornbread baking, and her soulful humming filled the air. My grandmother didn’t just cook food—she cooked memories. Each bite was a lesson in heritage, in making the most of what you had, and in sharing love through nourishment.
Why Southern Food Is a Story of Survival
Southern cooking isn’t just about flavor—it’s about ingenuity and resilience. Our ancestors made do with what they had, turning humble ingredients into soul-stirring meals. From scraps to sustenance, every dish tells a story.
Black-eyed peas symbolize prosperity, while collard greens represent wealth. Pork, a traditional New Year’s Day staple, signifies progress, as pigs root forward when they eat. In my book, I share not only these delicious recipes but also the cultural and historical significance behind them. These aren’t just dishes—they’re time capsules of our collective Southern identity.
Superstitions That Shape the Year
“Whatever you do on New Year’s Day, you’ll do all year long.” This saying has been passed down in my family like gospel truth. New Year’s superstitions in the South aren’t just quaint—they’re a roadmap for a prosperous future. From avoiding laundry (lest you “wash someone out” of your life) to ensuring the first guest of the year is a man (for good luck), these traditions are woven into the fabric of Southern life.
Why This Book Is a Must-Read
If you’ve ever longed to reconnect with the past or create meaningful traditions for the future, Unlocking Carolina’s New Year’s Day Superstitions, Traditions, and Delicious Recipes is your guide. With every page, you’ll discover the stories, rituals, and recipes that make New Year’s in the Carolinas unforgettable.
This isn’t just a cookbook—it’s a celebration of culture, a love letter to Southern resilience, and an invitation to carry these traditions forward. Whether you’re Southern by birth or simply by heart, this book will inspire you to embrace the joy of New Year’s Day in a whole new way.
Grab Your Copy Today!
Don’t let another New Year’s Day pass without embracing the magic of the South. Order your copy of Unlocking Carolina’s New Year’s Day Superstitions, Traditions, and Delicious Recipes on Amazon and step into a world of flavor, history, and heart. Make this New Year a celebration to remember—and pass these cherished traditions on to those you love.
Click here to order your copy now and start your journey into the soul of Southern New Year’s!
Few families in history have wielded as much influence over Europe as the Habsburg dynasty. Known for their vast territories and strategic political maneuvers, the Habsburgs didn’t just rule by force or conquest—they perfected the art of dynastic marriage, turning the concept of “keeping it in the family” into a literal strategy for controlling kingdoms across the continent. At the height of their power, the Habsburgs ruled over vast regions including the Holy Roman Empire, Spain, Italy, the Netherlands, and even parts of the New World.
But how did one family come to dominate so much of Europe for so long? The answer lies in the careful, calculated marriages that connected them to nearly every royal house in Europe. This blog explores the Habsburg dynasty’s rise to power through these marriages and the legacy they left behind, shaping Europe in ways that are still evident today.
If you want to delve deeper into how these oligarchic powers have shaped the course of history for millennia, be sure to check out my book, The Hidden Empire: A Journey Through Millennia of Oligarchic Rule, where I explore not only the Habsburg dynasty but many other ruling families that have quietly controlled the world behind the scenes.
The Habsburg Strategy: Marriages Over Battles
While many ruling dynasties relied on war to expand their power, the Habsburgs chose a different path—marriage. In fact, one of the Habsburgs’ mottos was “Bella gerant alii, tu felix Austria nube”—“Let others wage war, but you, O happy Austria, marry.” This shrewd strategy allowed the Habsburgs to acquire new territories without the need for constant conflict.
One of the most famous examples of this strategy is the marriage of Maximilian I to Mary of Burgundy in 1477. This union brought the rich territories of the Low Countries (modern-day Belgium, Luxembourg, and the Netherlands) under Habsburg control, dramatically increasing the family’s wealth and influence in Europe. Maximilian’s marriage to Mary set the stage for the Habsburgs to become one of the most powerful families in Europe.
Through marriages like this, the Habsburgs managed to accumulate vast territories, including Spain, Bohemia, Hungary, and parts of Italy. By the early 16th century, Charles V, perhaps the most famous Habsburg ruler, became the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire and the king of Spain, controlling more land than any European monarch before him. His rule was so extensive that it was said the sun never set on his empire.
The Inbreeding Legacy
While their marriage strategies brought incredible power and wealth, the Habsburgs also became infamous for their inbreeding. To keep power within the family, the Habsburgs often married close relatives, which led to significant health problems over the generations. The most infamous example of this was Charles II of Spain, who ruled from 1665 to 1700. Charles II suffered from numerous physical and mental disabilities, many of which were attributed to generations of inbreeding. His jaw, known as the “Habsburg jaw,” was so pronounced that he had trouble eating and speaking, a common trait in the family due to their tendency to marry within the bloodline.
The inbreeding eventually led to the downfall of the Spanish Habsburgs. When Charles II died without an heir, his death sparked the War of Spanish Succession (1701–1714), a conflict that reshaped the balance of power in Europe and ended the Habsburg line in Spain.
The Power of Influence Across Europe
Despite their inbreeding issues, the Habsburgs continued to wield immense influence in Europe for centuries. Their marriages allowed them to maintain close ties with nearly every royal family in Europe. By the 19th century, the Habsburgs had married into so many different dynasties that their descendants could be found on the thrones of countries as far apart as Austria, Mexico, and Portugal.
Perhaps the most enduring Habsburg ruler was Empress Maria Theresa, who ruled Austria in the mid-18th century and had a profound impact on European politics. She arranged for her daughter, Marie Antoinette, to marry Louis XVI of France, forging an alliance between Austria and France that was meant to solidify their positions in European politics. Although this marriage did not prevent the French Revolution, it illustrates the continued Habsburg reliance on marriage as a means of securing alliances and power.
Maria Theresa’s son, Joseph II, continued the family’s legacy of control and reform, attempting to modernize Austria and its territories. However, as the Enlightenment spread across Europe, the Habsburgs struggled to maintain the absolute power they had enjoyed for so long.
The Decline of the Habsburgs
By the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the Habsburgs’ influence had begun to wane. The rise of nationalism in Europe and the decline of the old monarchical systems put pressure on dynasties like the Habsburgs. The Austro-Hungarian Empire, the last significant Habsburg stronghold, dissolved after World War I, marking the end of Habsburg rule in Europe.
The last emperor, Charles I of Austria, abdicated in 1918, and the Habsburg family lost its political power. However, the legacy of the Habsburgs remains significant. Their ability to manipulate the political landscape through marriage shaped the map of Europe for centuries, and their influence on European politics, culture, and society cannot be overstated.
The Habsburg Legacy Today
While the Habsburg family no longer rules Europe, their descendants remain involved in various forms of European aristocracy and diplomacy. Today, the family is a symbol of the intricate power structures that once dominated Europe, with their palaces, castles, and estates serving as reminders of the era when a single family could control vast empires through the simple act of marriage.
References
For those interested in exploring the intricate history of royal bloodlines and their influence on global power, my book The Hidden Empire: A Journey Through Millennia of Oligarchic Rule delves into not just the Habsburgs, but the many other dynasties that have shaped the world as we know it.
Wheatcroft, Andrew. The Habsburgs: Embodying Empire. Penguin Books, 1996.
Schulze, Hagen. States, Nations and Nationalism: From the Middle Ages to the Present. Blackwell Publishing, 1996.
Schama, Simon. Citizens: A Chronicle of the French Revolution. Knopf, 1989.
Fichtner, Paula Sutter. The Habsburg Monarchy, 1490-1848. Macmillan, 2003.
Kamen, Henry. Empire: How Spain Became a World Power, 1492-1763. HarperCollins, 2003.
The Habsburg dynasty stands as a powerful testament to how royal bloodlines can shape history, not through conquest alone but through the strategic use of marriage to consolidate power and influence across borders. Their legacy reminds us that the real power behind a throne often lies in the ties that bind families together.
Author: A.L. Childers Author of The Hidden Empire: A Journey Through Millennia of Oligarchic Rule
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Please follow along with me on this journey of discovery as I share my brush of madness with exquisite clarity. Luckily, I was never a quick fix-it junkie where I said no to many suggestions from board-certified or certifiable doctors because I felt it in my soul that it was merely a bonafide being placed on my issues. The names of sure doctors have been changed because, frankly, I don’t want to be sued for proven the lack in their field.
Hippocrates was right when he said: Let the food be thy medicine and thy medicine be thy food.
Disclaimer
The information and recipes in the blog are based on the author’s research and personal experiences. It’s for entertainment purpIt’s only. Every attempt has been made to provide accurate, up-to-date, and reliable information. No warranties of any kind are expressed or implied. Readers acknowledge that the author does not render legal, financial, medical, or professional advice. By reading this blog, the reader agrees that under no circumstance the author is not responsible for any direct or indirect loss incurred by using the information contained within this blog. Including but not limited to errors, omissions, or inaccuracies. This blog is not intended to replace what your healthcare provider has suggested. The author is not responsible for any adverse effects or consequences from using any of the suggestions, preparations, or procedures discussed in this blog. All matters about your health should be supervised by a healthcare professional. I am not a doctor or a medical professional. This blog is designed as an educational and entertainment tool only. Please always check with your health practitioner before taking any vitamins, supplements, or herbs, as they may have side effects, especially when combined with medications, alcohol, or other vitamins or supplements. Knowledge is power, educate yourself and find the answer to your healthcare needs. Wisdom is a beautiful thing to seek. I hope this blog will teach and encourage you to take leaps in your life to educate yourself for a happier & healthier life. You have to take ownership of your health.
The views and services offered by Thehypothyroidismismchick.com are not intended to be a substitute for professional medical assistance but as an alternative for those seeking solutions for better health. We do not claim to diagnose, treat, prevent, or cure any disease but simply help you make physical and mental changes in your own body to help your body heal itself. Remember that results may vary, and if you are pregnant, nursing, taking medications, or have a severe condition, you should consult a physician or other appropriate medical professional before using any products or information on this site. Thehypothyroidisimchick.com assumes no responsibility for the use or misuse of this material. Your use of this website indicates your agreement to these terms. Our full disclosure, terms of use, and privacy policy.
The information on this site is not intended or implied to be a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. All content, including text, graphics, images, and information on or available through this website, is for general information purposes only. Opinions expressed here are the opinions of the writer. Never disregard professional medical advice or delay seeking medical treatment because of something you have read or accessed through this website.
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This piece was inspired by timeless wisdom and the understanding that true success lies not in the small battles, but in the pursuit of one’s purpose.
Welcome to our exploration of sanity and madness—an exploration that invites you to not only read, but to reflect, to engage, and to carry forward the torch of understanding into a world that yearns for compassion and acceptance.”
Family. It’s a word that brings up all kinds of emotions, doesn’t it? For some, it’s love, warmth, and security. For others, it’s the complete opposite—pain, betrayal, and constant uphill battles. I’ve seen both sides, and I want to take a moment to talk about something real. Something I’ve learned through a lifetime of navigating the messy waters of family dynamics: toxic family members will always choose to identify with the version of you they had the most power over, no matter how much you grow or change.
I speak from experience. My journey hasn’t been glamorous, but it’s shaped me into who I am today. In 2012, I won a small amount in the state lottery—not life-changing, but enough to offer a brief sense of relief. Growing up, I had been poor my entire life. My mother worked two jobs and struggled to borrow from Peter to pay Paul, and even then, it often wasn’t enough. Many nights, the only meal I had was from school lunch, and my mother’s wild lifestyle meant men were always coming in and out of our home.
To make matters worse, each time she had a new boyfriend, I was told to call him “daddy.” It didn’t matter if he was there for a week or two; I was expected to accept him into my life while still feeling the weight of taking care of my younger sister at just 10 years old. I did everything—cooking, cleaning, and even helping her with homework. When things went wrong, I took the blame. I took the beatings. I took on the burden that no child should ever have to carry.
Meanwhile, my aunt, who I loved, married well. Her children, my cousins, lived a life I could only dream of. They had a father who cared for them, family support, and never once had to go hungry or worry about the next day. They wore nice clothes, had a beautiful home, and were shielded from the harsh realities of life that I faced daily.
It wasn’t long before resentment reared its ugly head. After winning that small lottery prize, my aunt—who had never known the kind of struggle I endured—couldn’t hide her bitterness. It wasn’t her kids who had won, and that was enough for her to try to publicly humiliate me on social media. Imagine that—a family member trying to tear you down over what? A little bit of money? It’s moments like these that make you see people for who they really are.
I cut ties with her, and I don’t regret it. Toxic people, even if they’re family, have no place in my life. But let me be clear—I would trade that little bit of money any day for the kind of life her children had as cousins. The kind of life where there’s a loving father at the dinner table, where family supports one another, and no one ever goes to bed hungry or scared. I would switch every dollar for a night of knowing I had a safe place to sleep, food in my stomach, and the peace of mind that none of my mother’s boyfriends would try to sneak into my room again. Yes, that happened. And yes, I had to fight them off.
It wasn’t easy, but I made sure my own children never experienced any of this. I’ve dealt with plenty of challenges from their father, and they might have thought I was being unfair when I wouldn’t let them spend the night anywhere. But I needed to know who was around them, what was happening, and where they were. If I couldn’t go with them, they couldn’t go. Sure, I was on high alert all the time, but I’d rather be overly protective than have them come to me years later saying someone took their innocence like mine was taken.
I know some may call it being overprotective, but I call it being a protector. I carried that burden to make sure they never had to experience the things I did. I refuse to let anyone, whether it’s family or friends, change their lives in a moment the way mine was changed. My children will never know the pain of wondering if someone will come into their room at night. They will never know what it’s like to go to bed hungry, wondering if they’ll have a place to live the next day. That’s my victory.
The reality is, that growing up poor in a world that doesn’t want you—especially if you don’t fit into the mold—is exhausting. But here’s the thing: I’ve learned that survival doesn’t mean merely getting through it. It means learning to thrive despite it. I’m not ashamed of my past, nor do I allow it to define me. I’ve cut ties with the people who couldn’t see me for who I’ve become, not just the girl they once controlled.
If you’ve ever been in a similar situation—if you’ve had to deal with toxic family members or have felt the weight of responsibility far too young—I want you to know you’re not alone. You deserve to be seen for the person you are, not the version of you that others wish to keep boxed in.
References and Further Reading:
A.L. Childers: Breaking the Silence: How Conformity Has Led to the Normalization of Injustice and What We Must Do to Change It explores the deep-rooted issues of family dynamics, societal pressure, and the courage to stand against those who would keep you down.
Toxic Family Members: Recognizing, Removing, and Recovering from Unhealthy Relationships by Sherrie Campbell PhD*: This book sheds light on the emotional toll of toxic family dynamics and offers practical steps to reclaim your power.
The Web of Deception in Modern American Traditions by A.L. Childers: A thought-provoking book that touches on societal lies and manipulation, similar to the emotional manipulation often experienced within toxic families.
Closing Thoughts:
Healing from toxic family relationships takes time, but remember, it’s not about them—it’s about you. It’s about choosing your peace, your joy, and your future over anyone who tries to keep you shackled to the past. If you can protect your children from the pain you endured, you’ve already won the most important battle.
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For more of my books, visit my author page on Amazon or consider donating to support my ongoing work in health, wellness, and personal development. Together, we can break the silence and create a world where neurodivergent parents feel seen, supported, and understood.
Thehypothyroidismchick.com is a reliable source of health and science news relevant to our generation. They cover a wide range of stories but focus on contributing to their readers’ understanding of a complex and constantly changing field of information. They are driven by two core values: to provide accurate and informative content and to keep in mind the ultimate “smell test” – stories worth discussing with friends at a bar. At Thehypothyroidismchick.com, coverage is determined based on relevance, clinical significance, and editorial integrity. They do not prioritize commercial considerations and always clearly distinguish between factual content, commentary, and opinions to avoid misleading readers with institutional propaganda and speculation. This ensures that readers can trust the information they receive and make informed decisions about their health.
Please follow along with me on this journey of discovery as I share my brush of madness with exquisite clarity. Luckily, I was never a quick fix-it junkie where I said no to many suggestions from board-certified or certifiable doctors because I felt it in my soul that it was merely a bonafide being placed on my issues. The names of sure doctors have been changed because, frankly, I don’t want to be sued for proven the lack in their field.
Hippocrates was right when he said: Let the food be thy medicine and thy medicine be thy food.
Disclaimer
The information and recipes in the blog are based on the author’s research and personal experiences. It’s for entertainment purpIt’s only. Every attempt has been made to provide accurate, up-to-date, and reliable information. No warranties of any kind are expressed or implied. Readers acknowledge that the author does not render legal, financial, medical, or professional advice. By reading this blog, the reader agrees that under no circumstance the author is not responsible for any direct or indirect loss incurred by using the information contained within this blog. Including but not limited to errors, omissions, or inaccuracies. This blog is not intended to replace what your healthcare provider has suggested. The author is not responsible for any adverse effects or consequences from using any of the suggestions, preparations, or procedures discussed in this blog. All matters about your health should be supervised by a healthcare professional. I am not a doctor or a medical professional. This blog is designed as an educational and entertainment tool only. Please always check with your health practitioner before taking any vitamins, supplements, or herbs, as they may have side effects, especially when combined with medications, alcohol, or other vitamins or supplements. Knowledge is power, educate yourself and find the answer to your healthcare needs. Wisdom is a beautiful thing to seek. I hope this blog will teach and encourage you to take leaps in your life to educate yourself for a happier & healthier life. You have to take ownership of your health.
The views and services offered by Thehypothyroidismismchick.com are not intended to be a substitute for professional medical assistance but as an alternative for those seeking solutions for better health. We do not claim to diagnose, treat, prevent, or cure any disease but simply help you make physical and mental changes in your own body to help your body heal itself. Remember that results may vary, and if you are pregnant, nursing, taking medications, or have a severe condition, you should consult a physician or other appropriate medical professional before using any products or information on this site. Thehypothyroidisimchick.com assumes no responsibility for the use or misuse of this material. Your use of this website indicates your agreement to these terms. Our full disclosure, terms of use, and privacy policy.
The information on this site is not intended or implied to be a substitute for professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. All content, including text, graphics, images, and information on or available through this website, is for general information purposes only. Opinions expressed here are the opinions of the writer. Never disregard professional medical advice or delay seeking medical treatment because of something you have read or accessed through this website.
This site is designed for educational purposes only and is not engaged in rendering medical advice, legal advice, or professional services. If you feel that you have a medical problem, you should seek the advice of your physician or health care practitioner. For additional information, please see Our full disclosure, terms of use, and privacy policy.
This piece was inspired by timeless wisdom and the understanding that true success lies not in the small battles, but in the pursuit of one’s purpose.
Welcome to our exploration of sanity and madness—an exploration that invites you to not only read, but to reflect, to engage, and to carry forward the torch of understanding into a world that yearns for compassion and acceptance.”
A.L. Childers is a wellness advocate, thyroid warrior, and the author behind multiple best-selling books on hypothyroidism. After years of battling thyroid issues herself, she dedicated her life to sharing practical tips, delicious recipes, and lifestyle changes that truly work. Through her books and blog, she aims to empower others to take control of their health and kick hypothyroidism’s booty—one meal at a time. You can find her books on Amazon and connect with her on social media for daily tips and thyroid-friendly recipes.
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The information and recipes contained in blog is based upon the research and the personal experiences of the author. It’s for entertainment purposes only. Every attempt has been made to provide accurate, up to date and reliable information. No warranties of any kind are expressed or implied. Readers acknowledge that the author is not engaging in the rendering of legal, financial, medical or professional advice. By reading this blog, the reader agrees that under no circumstance the author is not responsible for any loss, direct or indirect, which are incurred by using this information contained within this blog. Including but not limited to errors, omissions or inaccuracies. This blog is not intended as replacements from what your health care provider has suggested. The author is not responsible for any adverse effects or consequences resulting from the use of any of the suggestions, preparations or procedures discussed in this blog. All matters pertaining to your health should be supervised by a health care professional. I am not a doctor, or a medical professional. This blog is designed for as an educational and entertainment tool only. Please always check with your health practitioner before taking any vitamins, supplements, or herbs, as they may have side-effects, especially when combined with medications, alcohol, or other vitamins or supplements. Knowledge is power, educate yourself and find the answer to your health care needs. Wisdom is a wonderful thing to seek. I hope this blog will teach and encourage you to take leaps in your life to educate yourself for a happier & healthier life. You have to take ownership of your health. The highlighted links are affiliate links in my blogs.
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