My first family was my 'childhood family'. My childhood family is the family I grew up with. We have remained a family throughout my life and despite separation.
My family is a paradox; they are virtual and real, 2D and 3D, potential and actual. Day to day my world is contained within the walls of my house.
If you were to look at my family, you would just think of them as normal people. But what’s on the inside is unique. What I mean by this is if you have a medical condition
Many happy memories in Mebbin kayaking with my father in lusciously green creeks, his industrious construction of water efficient and ecologically friendly buildings
The birth of my son split me in two. It happened gradually, then suddenly. As far as children go, he was dearly wanted and now that he is here, he is dearly loved.
My dad has these silly characters that he pretends to be to make me and my sister laugh. He does a different voice for each character.
