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Calling Becca
I finally called my big sister today. I had a rather heated arguement with my mother yesterday about whether at 28 I have the right to find out about my REAL parents (how weird to say that) and actually I called her a thief for taking all the pictures, photos, journals, scrapbooks and memorabilia and never sharing them with us. I wasn't sure about it really, but I was angry and I felt cheated out of my past.
Then, this afternoon I called my sister, Becca, and it turned out I was right! Our mother showed up at her place at 7 a.m. dumping a big box labeled "McCarthy Junk" and Becca was so sweet to scan a few photos for me... OMG, I had a cildhood after all!!!
I need to go now... will be back later...
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