My heart goes out to you my friend. I'm sorry you grew up with what our fabulous, internationally known, Italian, photographer calls "a dysfunctional" family.

When (notice I did not say "if") you decide you are strong enough to move forward just remember we are here to help, to listen and to send ((( hugs ))) your way.

When you need to vent we are here to listen.
When only tears appear, we will sit here beside you and lend a shoulder to cry on.
When you need to know there is someone who cares, our hugs are freely given.



Stammi bene
kebs