Friday, July 17, 2015

Birthparents

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I had this whole, long story about my life that I was going to post, all about the upset and mess and unfairness of it all. But I decided to simply stick to the issue at hand, however self-indulgent it is.

It was 1982, smack in the middle of every emotionally-battering event possible, when I got pregnant. Sometimes I think that even one kind comment from my dad might have changed everything, but that was not forthcoming.  Besides, so many other factors were working against me.
It was what it was.

And now, 32 years later, I sit with feelings that have no name.


Happy Birthday, Lindsey


2 comments:

  1. <3 This is brave and beautiful, like you. Love you, my friend.

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  2. You grew a human, and whatever happens, that is incredible. Ache is the closest name I know.
    Happy birth day momma.

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