Chantilly's D-V-8

     I have a problem talking about my childhood but I had a fairy tale childhood as an only child, but I wouldn't wish that on anybody.  When you grow up you wish you had somebody.  The changes through childhood I'm talking about is the changes of lifestyle, rules and discipline and things along that order.  I promised my sons they would always have a home to come back to no matter what or how old they are.  I also let them know that if there is anything ever so bad you can't talk about it, or something happens, to feel they can tell me.  I might get upset but the truth will always outweigh a lie.  I will not stand behind and protect a liar.  I have been very blessed with my boys, exspecially the younger one that chose me over what material things my parents could provide for him.  So I know that the many places we moved and the rough road we traveled, he is more prepared for life than my older son that has been shel...

Hello world. My earliest memories of my childhood are a mixture of stories, photographs, and hit or miss memories.  I was an only child and I would not wish this on my worst enemy. It may seem like we get everything we want and we may have lots of material possessions.  I have to deviate from alot of childhood memories because I have not even opened the photograph albums I have in the last 23 years.  So, just bear with me, as I try to express myself.  My dad was not a man to show affection, but I do remember a picture my mama took of us when he was in the Army.  He was dressed in is Army suit and his little girl, in a prissy dress.  Mama took the picture and we both stuck out our tongues. Life has been a long haul, but I have come out stronger and better from the many roads I've traveled, as a child, teenager, a woman, or as a friend.  Nobody showed much affection but I do.  I will hug you, listen to you, cry with you, and love you as much as I ...