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I loved Richie, aside from the fact that when I met him he had had 2 strokes and could only say a few words, couldn't use his left arm, and dragged his leg a little. Even when he got to be in a nursing home, in a wheelchair and wearing diapers, I loved him in a way I never have loved. The day he died a big part of me died, too.
The other thing is having the nerve to contact my half brother and say "Hi, you don't know it but I'm your sister". He had been bothered by the fact that his mother would never tell him who his real father was. We were both close 50. He lives in CA now, but we are very close. He e-mailed me this week that the brother he grew up with is dieing of cancer and doesn't have long. He lost a baby brother when he was 12. If I hadn't written that letter he would be the last one. Now he still will have two siblings.
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Gee, thanks! Um..... I didn't mean to complain about my situation; I thought we were talkin' in this thread about the one thing we're most proud of.
I didn't have it so bad; I had a father who loved me dearly and would have done anything for me if he could have. Unfortunately, my mother prevented that. Having a father like mine is something few can experience, so I was a very lucky little girl. I wish I could have had him with me longer than I did; he died 34 years ago, one of the most difficult times of my life because I lost the only one who really and truly loved me.
Okay, here I go again. Sorry about that.
Now, ladies, how about YOU? What is the one thing you are most proud of? Speak up! Don't be shy!
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I survived! I love to tell!
I lived through neglect(not severe, but i babysat every day at age 9...while Mom drank);
emotional, verbal and some physical abuse; and raising my little sister, all to end up happy and well adjusted. Well with the help of therapy and drinking myself through age 16-25.
Now I'm blissfully blessed with a loving husband and daughter(the light of my life) AND got a teaching degree to give back to those kids who live in the same poverty that lends itself to what I went through. I'm, well, just a leeetle bit proud of that. 
But I already posted it above,LOL!
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One, the strength to stop cutting myself (though that wasn't just me, I also had the strength and support of my best friend and my boyfriend
Two, will happen in 100 days, when I graduate with my double BS degrees in biomedical and electrical engineering. I've done it all with no help from my parents, through TWO IBS diagnoses, and now my thyroid, adrenal gland, and fibro problems.
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Friendship is thicker than blood. ~Rent
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hohoyumyum is the first screen name I ever used for anything years ago and I still use it for a few things. It doesn't mean anything. I was eating a Hostess ho-ho when I created the account. Of course I didn't know then that the very thing I was eating was hurting me so much. Now I keep it because no one else has a name like it.
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YAAAAY, Shannon!
#251221 - 03/09/06 05:45 PM
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Bevvy
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Now THAT's a success story! I love it. I think the tougher someone has it as a youngster, the stronger they are as an adult. I do believe in tough love; it certainly worked in my case and in yours. You ended up a responsible, caring, loving, beautiful woman.
Thanks for sharing.
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Michelle
...the greatest of these is LOVE. (I Cor 13)
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Dag grl, I was a cutter too. Sep-arated at birth...!
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I guess I'm proud of the fact that I tend to "get" people when others don't. I can't explain it, but I can watch a situation and come away with a completely different attitude than others, its like I can sense why a person acts the way they do or whatever, and so I feel some compassion for them and rather than treat them in some ugly way, try to connect with them. That is especially true with children and as a teacher I appreciated this fact about myself so much when I saw other teachers totally "missing" stuff and arriving at wrong conclusions. But now as a Mom it is priceless. It happens with adults too, though. Dh calls it my spooky intution.  I think I'm just more observant in the sense of emotions/motives, etc - now ask me what someone was wearing and I'll have no clue!! So I guess you can say Im' proud of that, or at least that I like that trait about myself.
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