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Before me they were three



This was my family, before I was even born.

It wasn't until after the death of both my parents that I realized fully that my parents had whole and complete lives long before my brother and I joined their lives.

It's an odd thought, but I think if you asked most kids, they wouldn't really know what their parents lives were like before they were born. I only have a glimpse because after my Dad's death I went through all his records for over 30 years.

Each year he would rubberband a big folder of receipts and letters and doctors notes all together and put them away.

It's like a gift now, to be able to read them and see what they did, and how little they had monetarily, but how much they had together.

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