My first game of monopoly, but I haven’t lost since. Love, some time ago; I’m not sure where it went to but it hasn’t returned. Faith, in humanity as well as “GOD”. My precious stuffed cheetah, a beat up old animal and a gift from someone once called “Daddy”. My creativity, because it means nothing with these words I’m left with are words I don’t know how to use to tell you how I feel.
I was active in a church at 10 years of age, baptized at 12, and became an inactive member in the years that followed. My parents are divorced. And monopoly is probably one of my favorite games.