Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Chapter Two
Oh...the good times. I can hardly remember those times, but there was a time when things were good. It was almost like we were like that television show "The Brady Bunch" - that's how great life was during those times. My dad was like my hero, a firefighter for Daly City Fire Department and my mom was the greatest mom ever. She always had some fun activity planned for us: day trips, holiday activities, or moments to learn something new. I remember once we got to go to Chinatown in San Fransisco and learn all about the Orient. That night, mom dressed up in a Kimono and we had a traditional Chinese meal - what fun! Boy, were my friends envious of the life I had back then. But above all, my most favorite times were when the entire family would go to the Russian River. When I was in kindergarten mom let me leave school early to begin the family trip. Each day seemed like a new adventure as we went hiking, swimming, and staying at the cabin. Mom and Dad seemed so happy then... What happened?
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Sounds like you were happy at one point in your life. you seem like your family lifestyle is free flowing and loving. im sorry to hear things arent going that way anymore. =[
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