Thursday, March 31, 2011

Knowing something I didn't want to know

A time I knew something I really didn't want to know was when I was in 2nd grade and my mom told me why my name was different then hers and my siblings. I didn't really want to know, but I would have figured it out eventually. My Mom took me out to lunch and she told me why. My dad is different than my siblings. She showed me pictures and all sorts of stuff in my baby box. Even in 2nd grade I understood what she told me meant and it changed a lot of stuff. I didn't want to know because I thought it was bad, but turns out it wasn't that bad. Even though I didn't want to know and even though I was only in 2nd grade everything was different.

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