Posted on February 27, 2017 at 4:25pm
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My mother was just about 18 years old when she had me back in the 60's. My father was not in the picture when he found out that she was pregnant, so when I was born it was her mother who was with her. My mother eventually married a fellow whom she had known since the age of 14, and they had three children. Out of the four kids, I was closest to my mother. We could be like oil and water; but at the same time it was like we needed each other to breath. That is how our relationship…
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