A Piece of My Childhood

Isn’t this a lovely bedside table? Becky, my sister, and I shared a room from the time she was born until we were separated as teenagers and we had white bunk beds with matching bedside tables. Somehow she managed to hold onto hers but mine was lost. After our Mom left, we moved from our little house in White Rock to a townhouse in South Surrey and my dad, Becky, our brother, Matthew and I found a little stability, routine and peace. Continue reading “A Piece of My Childhood”