The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Sunday, January 31, 2010
My dad
This is a picture of my dad. I never really knew him personally because he died when I was like four which is when we first moved to Indiana. I know him more from stories my mom, and my brothers & sisters have told me. My mom was his 2nd wife. That was "not normal" in my mom's family and caused some strained relationships-the biggest of which was between her and her mother.
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