I’m not saying that I didn’t love my parents. It’s just their method of raising us 4 kids was kind of… shall we say unconventional? Both were single children, and both had a lot of baggage. Grandma was a bit of a nutcase, and my mom had inherited her parent’s mental disposition. Her love wasContinue reading “Following in the Footsteps of the Ducks Who Raised Me”
The Reluctant Firefly 