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My parents on their wedding day, in 1957.
My mom was like, a size 2, and her skin was so flawless. She was a little porcelain doll.
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When are you going to learn that this action, letting that dipshit of a son of yours/brother of mine move in again, never leads to any good consequences? How many times are you going to allow yourselves to be emotionally abused, and robbed, before you realize that enough actually is enough?
“Well, it’s pretty hard, isn’t it?”
YES IT’S HARD BUT YOU HAVE TO DRAW A LINE SOMEWHERE!
It’s the most frustrating thing in the world to do everything you can to protect your parents’ feelings, and they don’t listen, and get hurt again. I feel like I am totally helpless every time this shit happens.
All he does is cause turmoil and long-lasting damage.
I HATE HIM. I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM. He is going to end up putting both of my parents into early graves due to the stress and heartbreak that happens over and over.
I called my mother to wish her a happy Mother’s day and this is the news they throw at me instead.
FUCKKKKK.
…of my mom and dad when they were teenagers kissing on a hill. It’s the CUTEST picture ever…I will scan it eventually somewhere, and get it up here.
My mom wouldn’t let me bring her photo album with me to scan pictures, but there is a BEVY of old pictures of my mom and dad in the 50s in the cutest clothes ever.
I will get them scanned somehow…someday…
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“God knows what kind of maniac I’ll become when someone who is closer to me, like my parents, gets to be her age.” - Early Bird by Rodney Rothman
This book is about a man who spends a bunch of time with seniors at a retirement community. My parents ARE that age. And I am a maniac about it, I always call them and when they don’t answer I leave crazy messages on the phone like “WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING? OH GOD IS EVERYTHING OK, CALL ME AS SOON AS YOU CAN.”
So shit, it actually does define a portion of my personality anyway.
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Dear Mom and Dad,
It was fantastic to see you this weekend, how we let it go so long each time, I will never know. Let’s try to hang out BEFORE Christmas this time?
Anyway, I just want to say that having you guys as parents has been a blessing from day 1. Being adopted, I could have ended up with anybody, and had any other life. But I don’t think it would have been as good as it always was with you.
The amount of support you have offered me over the years, through rough times (emotionally, financially, health-wise) is so astronomical, I couldn’t even begin to count it. I was spoiled, too much I think, but I love you guys so much for wanting me to have the best of everything you could provide.
I know you are proud of me, and that makes me very happy, because that is what I work toward more than anything else. I love you both, and can’t wait to see you soon, I hope!
Love always,
Your daughter
