If anyone is wondering, I decided I’m not doing it. I’m not going to contact her. I can’t put myself through taking the chance that I’ll be let down again. I went through that with my father. If she wanted to contact me bad enough, she could. She knows where her mother lives.
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I’m sorry Jenn. I remember my mom trying to explain to me who “Denise” was when I was little. My heart breaks for you. And being a mother now, I just cannot imagine her choice. If you need someone to talk to I hope you’ll call me.
Love you!