24 years ago, a new, piercing cry was welcomed with warm and open arms into the Ysahak family. It was a new experience for both my parents and myself as I inhaled my first breath, grasping their fingers with my already dominant left hand.
I am grateful for my parents and all they have put up with in my life. Although we’re not perfect, I can honestly say that I have had a life of great fortune and adventure. WHAT A RIDE!
Looking back, one always wonders if things could have been done differently? Could some things have been left out? All I would have changed is the death of my father along side that day I hit and pierced my head on a table (leaving a nasty scar) and my over consumption of ketchup during my early years. Other than that, I love my life and everything that came with it. Through their love and support, either in spirit or on this earth, I still remain, strong, alive and definitely kicking.
Thank You Mom and Dad and aunt Zizi.
Your Son.
p.s. Little brother, you mean the world to me.
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