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I also have a great affinity for animals.  I had a huge collection of glass animals whom I loved dearly.  They all had names and personalities.  I would spend a lot of my free hours inventing new games to play with my glass animals.  They were my favorite past time.  I kept them on my … Continue reading

The coping mechanisms commence

I did the best I could with what I had to work with within the limits of my home and my imagination.  It was a good thing I was a smart inventive child.  I used this to help me cope with what was going on in my home behind closed doors.   I developed an … Continue reading

The Iron Falls

Brian was two years old.  I was seven years old.  My aunt was visiting and everyone was happy and everything was going well.  My mother told me to watch Brian.  I did not want to watch him.  I wanted to go out and play with my friends.  I sat at one end of the table … Continue reading

My relationship with Hannah

I had a real love/hate relationship with Hannah.  She was my baby sister and I loved her and spent a lot of my free time entertaining her before she was in kindergarten.  I would really enjoy spending time with her.  She liked me to spend time with her as well.  But it was obvious who … Continue reading

My relationship with Brian

I was almost six years old by the time Brian was born.  I had just lost my older sister, Lee, into no man’s land.  I missed her terribly.  I don’t remember associating Lee leaving with a new baby coming.  It has become obvious to me writing this journal that this was the reason Lee left … Continue reading

Daddy’s Little Girl

Believe it or not, I started my first five years or so as a Daddy’s Girl.  My father used to hold my hand while walking, take me with him while working, talk to me like I was not just a child, and he would read to me.  In short, he would show me off as … Continue reading