Who Am I and What Is in a Life
We all can remember, as a child, how we would daydream. I remember how I would sit and dream of growing up. I would wonder: would I be tall? Would I be skinny? Would I marry? Where will I live? Would I be rich or poor?Daydreams were an escape from what real life was like. Looking back, I realize that survival was the goal of life, living in a poor neighborhood and an abusive, dysfunctional family....
We all can remember, as a child, how we would daydream. I remember how I would sit and dream of growing up. I would wonder: would I be tall? Would I be skinny? Would I marry? Where will I live? Would I be rich or poor?Daydreams were an escape from what real life was like. Looking back, I realize that survival was the goal of life, living in a poor neighborhood and an abusive, dysfunctional family....
