Saturday, June 19, 2010

The Joy of Childhood

My Memories of my Childhood are primarily very joyful despite having two older sisters who were relentless in the negative actions towards me and a Father who was a strict disciplinarian. Today it would be termed abusive. They all were, except for my beloved grandfather and my somewhat distant mother. I spent much of my time alone, drawing and painting - artistic pursuits. I knew even then, I was different but made the most of it and why I still have such wonderful memories. Even back then I relied heavily on my dreams for an escape. I can still recall so many of them vividly. It's quite amazing to me.

~ Tutte ~