All You Need is a Dream & a Song
It was August 1985. I was 9 years old and I was visiting Disneyland for the first time. Up to this point I had had a rather tumultuous childhood. My parents were…
Read MoreIt was August 1985. I was 9 years old and I was visiting Disneyland for the first time. Up to this point I had had a rather tumultuous childhood. My parents were…
Read MoreBlood does not build a family, love does – and a family is anyone who lives under the blue tarp of your heart. That is something my father taught me, though I…
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