At 10-years old, I was a walking masterpiece of awkwardness. My gawky elbows, knobby knees, and mouth full of oversized teeth, all seemed to conspire against any hope of coolness. My wispy blonde hair had a mind of its own that refused to Farrah Fawcett or Dorothy Hamill correctly, no matter how much I wanted to pull off the look. Repeated attempts at perming body into my hair failed spectacularly. I went from frizz to straight in a matter of days, regardless of what noxious, rotten-egg chemical combo was poured on my head.
Thank you Susan! I had such a beautifully unusual, inspiring, creative, and sometimes weird upbringing. It's fun to write my way through those memories.
Yes! You should write about your childhood! It's fun to explore your childhood memories through writing. I would love to read about your experiences and I'm sure many others would as well. I've heard so many who have been touched by your family's practice of medicine!
Thank you for sharing a beautifully written wonderful memory!
What a delightful memory! You are an exquisite storyteller, Dani!
Thank you Susan! I had such a beautifully unusual, inspiring, creative, and sometimes weird upbringing. It's fun to write my way through those memories.
A lovely story about how we as kids worry, or don't worry about how our parents appear to others!
Wonderful!! So cool -- thanks!
Thank you so much for sharing this! It is AWESOME! Time for me to start writing my stories about childhood experiences in surgical suites…
Yes! You should write about your childhood! It's fun to explore your childhood memories through writing. I would love to read about your experiences and I'm sure many others would as well. I've heard so many who have been touched by your family's practice of medicine!