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February 27, 2013
A shell of who I was
Growing old watching my mother grow old. Totally new to me. To all of us I imagine. I watch my friends become grandparents, and I think where am I at? I feel the same, yet different. I know I am the same person, but yet not. So strange to find a place in the world after your done with another place. It's like we are shedding our skin. Baby... shed..... child.... shed....teenager.... shed..... young adult, mother, care giver...... shed.... now what? I feel like a locust. the shell is the same, but where am I?
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You are in Oklahoma and you're Raven. Sweet, funny, and intelligent.. Who'da thunk it... (I always knew) ;)
ReplyDeleteSure you did...hehe but my memories of you are sweet... except when you beat up Debi! lol
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