Had a conversation with my bestie, aka the hubs, about who we knew our parents were during our formative years.The question “I wonder who our kids will say we were?” was pondered.We have our answers, from our point of view, but considering the dysfunctional aspects, theirs could be vastly different. I used to be upsetContinue reading “Whoooo are you?”
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