Laying here remembering my childhood and I gotta say, it was pretty great. I used to feel as if I had a shitty upbringing but when I really think about it I am truly blessed to have been brought up the way I was. I had a nice roof over my head, every toy I’d ever dreamed of, and two parents who loved me no matter what and weren’t afraid to show it through affection. I knew right from wrong and to treat every person I come in contact with with respect.
I was told I could be whomever I wanted and I wasn’t afraid to dream. When I got older and I didn’t turn out how they maybe thought I would, I wasn’t chastised for that.
My childhood was fucking awesome, actually. I am who I am because Daniel and Michelle made me this way. I hope one day to give my children all that they gave me and then some.
