I think back on my own life.. those years between 14 and oh I don't know 18. I honestly feel I was lucky to make it through those years alive. And to be honest... it's not that I feel I was all that crazy. At least compared to others that I've known. But when it was all said and done. I can honestly say, except by the grace of God and angels looking down on me.. I made it out alive, and with my sanity in tack.
I see my son, who's fixing to turn 15. And I'm pretty sure he's got more distractions than I ever had at that age.
Ughh
