My older brother died in 2017. He was only 48 and I miss him dreadfully. But he reconnected me with my dad and that whole side of my family after 28 years. And he continues to help me connect with people who were such an important part of my life when I was young.
And these people are the ones I was constantly told were “bad” and I should be thankful she was protecting me from them.
She was not good in her heart. Meanwhile all these wonderful people are right here to help me in ways I could have never imagined.
Thank you, Shaun, for not giving up on me. I love you.
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