I was cooking dinner last night, and suddenly I was transported from my kitchen, back to the one I grew up in. No, I am not going crazy. And no, I do not own a time machine. What I meant was- my MIND went back in time. Okay, now that we've got that straight-let's get back to my trip down memory lane.
There I was, sitting beside my sister, and across from my dad, at the kitchen table in the
Published on February 13, 2014 10:39