Not every family story starts with warmth. Some begin in struggle, silence, or survival. But it’s still possible to create something meaningful for the next generation.
Chris and I first met in dance class- dancing with each other. Then I asked him to be my friend. He agreed and the rest is history. However, the story behind that conversation is hilarious.
The months leading up to 2010 and the new decade were stressful. I had quit my job earlier in the year so you can imagine how I was feeling. I was living in my parent’s garage and it was a huge hit to my ego. I originally left in 1995, assuming I would never go back. I left to build my own life and family. 15 years later, I had to return. Divorce left me in with nothing, which was a...