Looking For Silver Linings

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Note: I’ve written before about how my older brothers were kidnapped by their father as kids. My mom and her new husband (my father) had won custody, but as my oldest sister was hospitalized, they were unable to go after them or hire a private investigator. Eventually, the oldest brother returned to us on his own. Only now, in our senior years, do we talk about. With Mom’s passing, the door is open for deeper conversations.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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