My Perfect Breakdown


I look back at the years, when my first memories of life are of happiness and unconditional love. I remember being a Daddies little girl. If you said it, I believed it to be true. If you did it, I wanted to do it too. If you liked it, I loved it. If you gave it to me, it quickly became my favourite thing regardless of what it was. In my little… Read More

April 7 – it sounds like a wonderful day – spring is arriving, snow is melting, flowers are blooming, and the sun is shining. But, for me, April 7 is my most dreaded day. After 17 years, I now find the anticipation of the day is actually harder than the day itself. When I was only 14, on April 7, my family was in a car accident. Someone missed a stop sign,… Read More