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ABOUT ME:
I was born and raised in Phoenix, Arizona in 1969. My father died when I was 11
years old from massive heart failure, he was 48. My mother never re-married and
I was an only child so needless to say I grew up way too fast! My mother and I
had a very hard road thru it all because I was diagnosed with Asthma when I was
2 yrs. old, unfortunately I never grew out of it the disease just got worse. By
the time I was 13 I had become steroid dependant with no hope of ever getting
better. Through the years I have learned to just deal with it the best I can,
but then things got even worse when I was 15 and a half with just a drivers
permit my boyfriend at the time were going to move to California. I was driving
there and no one is exactly sure what happened but one minute I was on the
highway and the next found myself in a ditch on the side of the road and was
staring at a huge telephone pole, so in turning the wheel to avoid it the little
truck I was driving went rolling across the highway, first left to right then
end over end finally ending up facing the opposite direction in the median the
truck resting on the passenger side me hanging from the seatbelt. Somewhere
during the rolling I was thrown hard against the drivers door and my ring finger
and pinky finger were crushed off, well they put me back together very well
actually but I'm telling you this because you may notice it in some of my
pictures.
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