Holidays
I like to write about growing up. This is the first time in my life that I have actually shared and talked about growing up with such peace. I was always afraid to share information and let people in, I now understand this was because I was afraid that if I let anyone know how I was feeling and shared stories they would just leave and be part of my sad story. The moral of that is I have childhood trauma, surprise surprise who doesn't that grow up in the 90's? As a small child holidays were pretty fun. I would spend holidays with either my birth dad's parents or my birth mom's parents. Mostly we would start at home and do something fun and then go to my other grandparents' house and do something fun. These fun activities would include food, cousins, and the great outdoors. A typical holiday would include waking up, opening presents, or finding eggs, followed by my Aunt visiting with her three kids. My cousins and I would go outside to ride bikes and play with chalk...