A little stroll in the beginning...

  Hmmmm... I guess I will start with a little more information.  My family is nuts...probably certifiable if anyone pushed the issue seriously.  My wonderful mother and father were divorced before I could walk.  My dad then joined the service and blessed me with the best step-mom and two sisters and one brother.  Unfortunatlly I just started talking to them after 8 years when my dad died in June 2009.  My family fought over me my entire life and I have no idea why.  You would have thought that I could have turned water into gold thats how bad they fought and I certainly wasn't a pleasure to be around either. After my 3rd grade year I got to go see my dad in Leiston Suffolk,England for the summer which turned into  two years because he would not return me.  Yeah..my mom had to fight like crazy to have me returned and I finally was in middle of my 6th grade year.  I believe I came back then a totally different person..