#204… Emotional Gauntlet…

I didn’t realize I was vulnerable until a moment on social media, well, it took my breath away, for just a moment and then without notice I could feel the tears and was surprised at my response…

I walked out to the garage and told Homer what happened and showed him and he, was, wow, for real???

Through teary eyes I said, I think so… But we will see if it lasts???

That moment on social media is rare for me…

I closed the doors so many times to opportunities, that I can’t pass on now… I am not getting any younger and my story deserves to be told and so does the elder abuse stories that are rampant in the world…

Tears have never been my thing, even when they beat me to a pulp and they did, my body carries every injury, every scar, every blow…

So today showed me that this process for my mother’s defense after her death, took more out of me than I realized…

The road ahead for the estate is straightforward, it will be over when I end it…

The road ahead for me as a caregiver, is all dependent on me being healthy and able to take care of Homer and if neuro is right, it is Lewy Body, well, clock is ticking…

I remember…

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I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…

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