December 23, 1989 is the most important day in my life. It is the day that bore this life, and generation, into existence. It is the day that made me, me. Okay, technically, 9 months before December 23, 1989 was the day that made me, but a lot happens in 9 months, right?
December 23, 1989 is the day I was born!
Mummy Tabby and her doting lover – they were not married – Daddy K must have looked down into my eyes and felt the same way I felt when I first looked into Calla’s eyes.… Continue Reading