On this day my first child was born, easily, in San Francisco. He is a beautiful, wonderful and complicated person that I had to eventually throw out of my house and life to save from drug addiction. At 27, he is finally maturing and coming into his own. I cherish every second of memories, especially those yet to come!
Monday, May 8, 1989
On this day my first child was born, easily, in San Francisco. He is a beautiful, wonderful and complicated person that I had to eventually throw out of my house and life to save from drug addiction. At 27, he is finally maturing and coming into his own. I cherish every second of memories, especially those yet to come!
I was born on this exact day in Manhattan. It’s amazing to see what people were doing while my mom was screaming at my dad for “what he did to her”.