I have grown through many stages, suppose we all do.

First as a child on the island, then an adolescent in the states, a young mother in Venezuela, a professional wherever work has taken me, and now settled but still growing  I lived and experienced many adventures, which I mostly kept to myself, afraid my friends would not believe them, as they were extraordinary even to me  Didn’t learn to swim pretty, had good manners, and was polite (so I am told), and liked all kinds of music (which I still do). Had the most terrific grandparents

My childhood memories are dreamy & joyful,
so idyllic I sometimes wonder.