Kimla Yuong

Hi. I'm Dearrow. 3rd oldest of 7 children. Even though I'm not mom's biological child, she always treated me as 1 of her own. 1 of my cherished memories is during the mid '90s when we had just settled in Riverton Park. Teara wasn't born yet. Shopping & laundry Sundays with the whole family was always an adventure. All 8 of us would cram into the maroon Chrysler minivan. Mom would allow all her kids to grab what we wanted. Everybody else would dash, pick & toss into the cart. Mom looks down & smiles @ me tells me I could grab something. I'd pick 1 item. Mom asks me, "That's it?" I'd look up @ her, smile with a slight nod, & walk beside her. She told me I was always so easy to be out with. As well as with her own kids, I was no different. Anything I'd done that was wrong or she didn't like, she made sure I heard it. There were so many bad habits I couldn't break out of. She spoke on those many times as well. As we got older, some of us had moved out & started their own families. My parents were able to purchase a washer & dryer. Those days of shopping as a whole family were starting to fade. As I was starting high school, Teara was just born, Lynn & Sary had their 1st born kids. They were starting to establish an extended family, who we've begun to grow with & know. I've dated in the past but had never settled down with anybody. My parents always asked me when (if ever) am I going to find a good woman who help can cook & clean. Possibly have kids together. I've never really considered it. I still don't know when I'll meet somebody. Maybe someday.