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It Is My Belief That We All Have The Need To Feel Special. It Is This Need That Can Bring Out The Best In Us, Yet The Worst In Us.

By Age Seven, I Used To Comb My Hair For Performances, Just Pull My Hair Up Into A Bun. Granted, It Wasn't A Very Intricate Hairstyle. Still, To Be That Responsible And Disciplined At Age Seven Is Unusual.

I Do Want To Get Married Again, And I Want To Have Kids. And This Time, I Really Want To Do It Right.

My Parents Were Strict. They Weren't As Strict On Me As They Were With The Others, But My Mother Didn't Want Us To Get On Anyone's Nerves... Go To Someone Else's House And Drive Their Parents Crazy. Another Thing Was They Didn't Want Us To Get Into A Lot Of Things That A Lot Of Kids - If They're Not Careful - Can Slip Into.

When I Finally Make Up My Mind That I Want To Do Something, It's Never Been Hard For Me To Do.