As I sit here thinking (mostly because I am stoned) about my life, I think Dang, WHAT A LIFE! I have over come so many obsticles like many of us have but my obsticles I am not sure most people could handle. Hey I could be wrong. But I will let you decide for yourself: I remember alot. Some things I wish I did not have to. I guess these are the things I needed to teach me a lesson. Things that have made me a better person today. I am not perfect but I strive to do my best. The first memory I recall is the day my father walked out on us. I remember so clearly because we were crying and begging him to stay. A hurtful moment that will forever be etched in my mind. Now I do remember this one time. I was about 6 or 7. I just had surgery on the back of my leg, I had a cyst removed. Well I could not walk without a walker. This one night my younger sister and I were looking out the bedroom window trying to freak each other out. Well something spooked us and we took off down the hall. Me of course I can not go very fast and it just so happened I got my walker stuck between the hall walls. I was so scared, of what hell I do not remember, and crying. My dad comforted me! That is the only fond memory I have of my father as a child. I grew up poor. It is what it is. My mom worked at a bar. Often times not home at night...