Having one of those days when out of the blue, someone calls me, “maga”… okie dokie then???

When my brother reached out to me because they all stupidly signed the, NDA to not sue the Trustee!?!?!? That triggered memories galore and truely, since January… I have had a roller coaster ride on this journey out of amnesia and now I get called, maga…

Freda started this mess 72 years ago, by getting pregnant with me… and 72 years later, a few days after that birthday, 72… I do a zoom thing for court on Freda’s estate…

I started it by being born and I am finishing it by her being dead and seriously, the rest of them have been dead to me, when they threw me under the bus a bunch of times and tired to do it again with this estate crap!!! BACK FIRED BIG TIME!!! on them…

Now I no more know the person online that called me maga anymore than I know my siblings… I left home at 18 and they were, 16, on down to preschool with one on the way… So no, I really don’t know the people that call me sister…

In fact, my own children haven’t a clue about me… no one, but Homer ever got the chance to really get to know me and he still doesn’t know all and what he does know… kept him around for 32 years and counting… (I still know where the shovel is)….

So, when the family started their mess, guess who is finishing it??? Court will be the final say and right now… I am out for blood… I don’t label… I use the laws…

So no, I am not nor ever been maga, nor christian nor anything but me… So, label away… shallow souls aren’t new on earth, they are just in abundance…

I remember…

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