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Views From Inside an Adoptee

December 01, 2006

Happy December

H A P P Y D E C E M B E R T O E V E R Y O N E!

My brother called me again last week. I was so thrilled to hear his voice. He even told me...get this..that he LOVED me. I grew wings and began to walk an inch off the ground. He means SO much to me. Soon I will post a really fantastic dream that makes me think there's more to life than we think.



Blogger elizabeth said...

That's great Marie! Happy for you. My brother and I are very close, but it wasn't always that way. It took a long time, but it was worth it. It was my fault though, that we weren't close, not his. I was bitter at him for being the kept kid and I kept him at arms length.

Blogger kim.kim said...

That's wonderful.

Blogger Marie Jarrell said...

Elizabeth- Thanks for stopping by again. I can really understand why you'd be bitter about the "kept kid." My brother was "kept" until he was 13, then our aunt had to adopt him and my sister because our mom was too sick to keep him either. She died at a young age of breast cancer. I guess one reason my brother and I aren't spending more time getting to know each other is the geographical distance. At least that's what I tell myself. I'm glad you and your brother are close now. It gives me something to aim for.

Kim.Kim- Thanks! :)


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