Kellie Berry
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Wife, stepmom, sarcasm goddess, business owner, graphics and web designer, chef, writer, musician, singer, dog lover, movie buff, coffee addict, shoe addict, collector and lover of life.
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The Power Flower
My dad’s mother passed away when I was fifteen. October of 1991; I remember like it was yesterday. I was a freshman in high school and the typical self-absorbed teenager. I knew way more than my parents. Of course, in retrospect my parents were, and are, quite wise people. So being the hormonal monster that encompassed my essence so well, I wasn’t getting along with them. At all. We constantly argued over issues like the fact that I wasn’t yet allowed to date, my curfew, and my need for expensive clothes (because I was foolish enough to believe that my value derived from having a brand stamped on my ass). My life seemed wretched.
By Kellie Berry5 years ago in Families
