My furthest memory was back when I was exactly three years old, my third birthday to be exact. Back then my mother and I lived in a small two bedroom apartment, but that was everything we needed. The daycare close by had every single one of my friend there and our neighbors were amazingly nice people. This apartment was also wear my mother would single-handedly teach me how to read, write, and add.
I would take visits to my dad's house, which were (still kinda is) the only times I was able to see my four siblings:
Deja
Christopher
Karmen
Summer
My siblings and my mom were the most important people, which made my third birthday so significant. That's the very first memory I have of being in one space with all of them.
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