Apr 2

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My Birth Family Never Bonded

Every once in a while it still hurts a little.

My children and my friends are my family.

My birth family? Meh.

Decades ago I released any expectations from my birth family — and it was the smartest, healthiest thing I have ever done for myself.

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Deeply rooted in the mid west, I write about little things — everything is a little thing-art, the creative process, the natural world, and love.

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