My grandma died today. I was adopted by my step dad when I was 4, it is his mom. We weren’t SUPER close, like I was to the grandma I spent so much time with on the goat farm (my mom’s mom) but she was a good woman. I saw her quite a bit this year. I’m so glad.
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Mom of five kids aged 16-36. Journeying though life, and looking for the way home. Trying to remember that the map is hidden in all I see, even in the face of the grief that has settled upon me since my daughter passed away in 2016. Currently picking through scattered pieces. View all posts by Birch Wind
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