I'm starting this blog as an informal place for me to record my memories, specifically those memories of growing up. It's time I made sense of the mess in my head, the stories that swirl around, both good and bad, mostly disjointed and cluttered.
My life now is so different from the one I grew up in. And yet I find I am still affected by choices made around me, and those also made by me. Forgiveness has mostly been granted by me, and perhaps through this bit of remembering, I will realize where more forgiveness needs to be given...or sought.
We all have stories. These are some of mine.
