From the many posts that never made it out!
Something in me went awry when I was a child.
When you think about the complexities of a human being's make-up, your head can spin. I think about all the family I have that I've never met. My grandmother's grandmother, born in Pueblo, Colorado during the time of canvas-covered wagons. My last name is German. Is my blood over there now running through someone's veins? All of these people. A part of me now.
I started this post back in November of 2010 and reading it now, I have no recollection of writing it.
When you think about the complexities of a human being's make-up, your head can spin. I think about all the family I have that I've never met. My grandmother's grandmother, born in Pueblo, Colorado during the time of canvas-covered wagons. My last name is German. Is my blood over there now running through someone's veins? All of these people. A part of me now.
I started this post back in November of 2010 and reading it now, I have no recollection of writing it.
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