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I was also an adopted child. It makes all the difference being adopted by someone who really really wants the child. Adoption can be such a beautiful thing.
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YES! I know of quite a few families that never got a chance to be parents until they adopted! And they have wonderful families now!
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Wow...So many interesting stories. I want to know more about all of them.
Today has been an inspiring day for me-I feel I've really learned to know some of you a whole lot more! Thanks for sharing-I'm sure it wasn't easy to do for some of you.
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I agree... I never really cared about turkey. Then a friend asked me to hatch some for her. I fell in love with those babies. I kept them for about 2-3 weeks. Then she picked them up. So sad. Few weeks later I grabbed some eggs at a local auction and hatched 2/3. I was so excited. They are like puppies. The hen "Sweet Thang" flies over the fence and hangs out with us, the tom "Jitterbug" is such a character. He drums and thumps and dances around so proud. He helps me do chores. Silly boy !
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Egggg-xactly! They are like these little mutant children, with feathers.
Ours would steal shiney things. They never did anything with them, just peck them alot and chase each other trying to steal it back. We have had them all...ALL, climb into the backseat of the truck one day when the door was left open. They were after a bag of chips. Just stood there like, "What? You didn't want them"
 
Egggg-xactly! They are like these little mutant children, with feathers.
Ours would steal shiney things. They never did anything with them, just peck them alot and chase each other trying to steal it back. We have had them all...ALL, climb into the backseat of the truck one day when the door was left open. They were after a bag of chips. Just stood there like, "What? You didn't want them"
I heard someone knocking on my back door the other day. When I went to answer it, I was greeted by my little hen leaping unto my shoulder and nestling my hair. Apparently, she had escaped her run and promptly flew up to the second story deck door and set about knocking on it until I answered. She then jumped down and walked right into the house until she found the kitchen where I kept her as a chick and began knocking on the refrigerator door where the hard boiled eggs are. Mutant juvenile deliquent children with feathers.
 
I heard someone knocking on my back door the other day.  When I went to answer it, I was greeted by my little hen leaping unto my shoulder and nestling my hair.  Apparently, she had escaped her run and promptly flew up to the second story deck door and set about knocking on it until I answered.  She then jumped down and walked right into the house until she found the kitchen where I kept her as a chick and began knocking on the refrigerator door where the hard boiled eggs are.  Mutant juvenile deliquent children with feathers.


That's too funny! Harvey was always trying to get in too. She knows exactly which cupboard the meal worms are in. They seem to have excellent memories. Now that she is sitting on eggs in the basement I wonder if she will come up looking for treats.
 
This has been one very hard day and the next few will be worse. Reading all your stories has been heart wrenching and heart warming. You've made a tough day feel like their we're others there too. I would hug every one of you and do things to make you all smile if I could. I have some yummy chocolate rum cake that I would share with each and every one of you.

Our loss was on feb 23. Each year as it approaches I struggle to get through. Memories are sacred things and those of you that have shared those have helped. Those of you that have offered comfort or an ear are the arms that give us hugs. My loss like others I'm sure is still held tightly not that I don't want to share. It's just that's all I have left. The pain reminds me that it was real where others have forgotten.

Thanks for sharing, thanks for listening, thanks for not judging, thanks for caring. You have all made a difference.
I am sorry for your loss. We will be here for you. That's what friends are for.
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I am sorry for your loss. We will be here for you. That's what friends are for. :hugs


Thanks.

Hubby is over the road now, but made his scheduler run him down the interstate near our home. He said I looked off the last few days on FaceTime. He'll be home tomorrow and doesn't leave until Sunday. I'm glad he's going to be here. I just realized I have a baby shower to go to on Saturday. There is no way I can get through that. I will have to cancel.
 
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