From what I've been told on January 11 1978 my grandfather could no longer wait to see me come into the world and passed into the next. Early in the morning, not even 12 hours later, I was born. Even though I never knew my grandfather I've always felt a connection to him.
I grew up with no real religious influence in my life. My first memory of going to church is from when I was very little like 2 or 3. I went to a church with my grandmother. I went back into the Sunday class and had fun coloring and stuff. But what I remember most was walking out when class was finished and not seeing my grandmother. I started crying thinking she left me. Of course she didn't I was just too small to see where she was.
Over the years my friends have talked me into going to their church. I know they were all different types of churches but I swear they all said the same thing. This makes no sense to me why don't they all gather into one big church and they continue to say the same thing.
When I was around 7 my mom got into our family history more and started learning more about our Native American side. I got into it a bit but there has always been something missing.
From when I was little till even now witches, dragons, and other strange things have always perked my interest. But I have to admit with witches it was the casting spells and flying and how they are portrayed on TV and in movies that I liked. When the movie The Craft came out I was 16, I think. After that I went and bought my first book on witchcraft. It was an interesting book but since I have lost it I cant remember what it was. When my mom found the book I remember her thinking I was into satanic stuff. So I just hide the book and went on with life.
Then I came to college. I found that book, but later lost it in the moving from the dorm to my apartment, or back to the dorm where I am at now. I started looking up witchcraft on the Internet and learning more about it. Here I've made many friends, but always seem to be an outcast, and I've never really understood why that is. I never really started learning about it until a few months ago, almost a year now. A friend from college and myself met one of the ladies in town. She just had her fourth son. Her first has cancer and lives with her mother, and so does her third child. Her second lives with her sister. Over the months we all got closer and have formed a bond as if we were sisters. I have grown to love her son as if her was my own and I care for the 2 of her others that I've gotten to know which live with her mother. After awhile I found out her entire family are witches.
After talking with her I went to the bookstore and got a few books. I only have 1 now. My friend took my 3 candle magick books leaving me with my big blue book, better know as Ray Backland's The Complete Book of Witchcraft. This book has brought a different world to me. I can accept this religion easier than I can others. I find it is a religion I can live by.
But even with this there are times when I still feel like there is something missing. Even more at the moment since I lost my job and have gotten into so much financial debt I don't see the end. I'm at a Christian college where they preach about loving each other and helping those who need help but they turn me away. I prey to the lord and lady, when I can, to give me strength and help me find a way out of what I have done to myself. My friend offered me to move in with her, I'm thinking its their way now of telling me to go and get away from this school and to a place where I can get stable. Well so I'm hoping anyway. Oh and if your wondering why I chose the name Aurora ... well my birth name wasn't the same as my birth number, and all forms of Elizabeth wasn't either. When I saw aurora it just stood out and said here I am take me, and since it is the same I did.

So that pretty much me. at times im complex other times very easy to understand.

Update: August 5, 2007. The above was from 1999. So yeah a lot has happened. I did move in with that friend and sad to say things didnt go well. I then moved back into my parents house and worked various dead in jobs. I then started doing Mary Kay and i am back in school. I now go to Ivy Tech. I work part time and get paid very little. I almost got married to a man from Mississippi but ... well we wont go there. I now live in a nice house with a wonderful friend. I grew up with her son. I could be doing better but i could be doing oh so much worse.