O​h, my first born. We were both in a whole, new world when you took your first breath. I​ was just a child myself, but boy, did I know with all my heart just how much I wanted you.

O​ver the years, I have come to terms with the fact that I am much more like my dad than I ever fancied to be. I say that with all the love in my heart, but the whole point of this blog is for me to be utterly and painfully transparent, so that's what I'm going to give.

I grew up in the town of Mount George, Arkansas. Population: Like 20 and 87 dogs. It's an unincorporated town in Yell County that neighbors the cities Danville and Dardanelle. You could call it a 'sleepy little town' but honestly, sleepy isn't what my descriptive word would be. 'Impoverished' is more fitting.