.... better? However, ominously, Cinderella, has a darker side. How do I tell Blair about Cinderella’s fatal flaws? For, despite, the picture perfect image, and despite the advancing years, Cinderella, is still as codependent as ever. In fact, the sin of Cinderella is her ongoing, untreated codependency. Where has Cinderella been this past decade? Why has she been in denial while the rest of America worked on its’ inner child, adult child and dysfunctional family issues? It’s clear she’s missed John Bradshaw’s series, "The Family." Obviously, she hasn’t b .....

.... ran through the middle of the meadow turning, and twisting around the enormous oak tree. The lush green grass grew around the tree like hair on a dog's back. Birds flew through the radiant blue sky diving for insects. My thoughts reflect relaxation as my mind focuses on the pleasing imagery. The sounds of the meadow complement the beautiful imagery, and create a sense of inner peace and harmony. The soothing sounds drifted across the meadow like an orchestra playing at Carnegie Hall. The buzzing of the bees feeding on pollen made up the chorus. A woodpec .....

.... but can be broken very easily. By breaking trust with a family member one is also breaking respect of the family. The two ideas go hand in hand. My parents respected me enough to tell me that I was adopted, instead of lying to me and having me find out later in life that I wasn't their biological son. This respect that my parents gave me, in turn gave me their trust. And I gave them the respect and trust that was given to me. Without sacrifice, a family cannot be. The sacrifices that family members make for each other show the willingness to be an uns .....

.... Ranger game. I couldn't have been more excited, much less believe my luck. After I got off work , and picked up the tickets, I raced home to get my wife and son ready to go. Over the next half hour, I almost regretted having to bring my son, what with the hassle of getting the diaper bag packed , the traffic, and fighting the crowds while pushing a stroller. It was hectic, but I survived. Finally we were situated and ready for the game. The singing of the national anthem was finished and we were waiting for the first pitch. All of a sudden it hit me, fo .....

.... are definitely not limited to toilet paper. During my Christmas vacation at about 5:30 am one Saturday morning, my mother rudely awakened me to get out of bed and “clean all that *&^%$ up off the front lawn.” I immediately knew who had done it. I assumed that it was toilet paper for the third week in a row, but I was shocked to see this. He must have stole every newspaper in Dearborn, Dearborn Heights, and Livonia and threw it on my lawn. Every inch of grass on my lawn was covered. It had been hours since it was done and much of it had blown down the stree .....

.... the two scents into one fresh, clean fragrance. You pry yourself away from the immense meadow, still filled with many unexplored treasures and turn back into the foliage covered depths of the forest. The sun is comfortably placed in front of the cotton candy clouds, in the midst of the soft blue sky. The occasional bird soars through in a last minuet attempt to catch a worm so it may feed the yearning mouths of it's young. The rough dirt trail ends and you are brought to the base of a rock. Your feet reach for the unfamiliar footholds of the high rocky prom .....

.... our mother had been envlolved in a serious car accident, and that she wouldn't be home for a few weeks. I don't remember very much after that, except for the fact that the period of time my mother was in the hospital fell on her birthday. So, all of the family, except me, sat down next to the stereo. My father plugged in a microphone, popped in a blank cassestte and hit record. Each one of the children started to sing "Happy Birthday", then ended with a personal message. My father then recorded his message. I was in so much shock and horror that I didn't want to .....

.... she was spoiled rotten! Anyways, Princess Lauren (as far as she was concerned) had always been top priority in the O'Steen castle (if asking the rest of her family, they probably would have chosen "high mantinance" as a far more appropriate term). Then, after seventeen and a half years, the day finally came for Princess Lauren to leave home in order to further her education. As she was preparing for this day, she began to realize that her life, as she had always known it, would be drastically changing. And I don't mean a simple adjustment. I mean a humongo .....