The Unexpected Kindn...
Growing up, nothing was ever for free… and that included kindness. If an adult was being kind to me, one could be certain that there was some sort of price attached to that kindness… something would be required, expected, demanded of me. I may not have known what or when,...
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February 22nd, 2010
Posted by J Benzakein
I’ve been told that I should be a basket-case. If you ask me, from time to time, we are all basket-cases for various reasons. But what people seem to really want to know is how I managed to escape fairly unscarred? Bottom line is I decided that the legacy I had to pass on didn’t have to be the one passed on to me… I could create a deliberate legacy… one of joy, one of laughter and hugs, and one where memories were worth saving.
