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Still Waters by Bridget Claire's avatar

Thank goodness for you, Ms. Shari. You are a revelation to me and so many others, wonderfully so.

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Thank goodness for my mother’s best friend, Peggy. She was my next door neighbor growing up and she was always the most loving and supportive person I have ever known. After my mom’s untimely passing in her 40’s, Peggy became MY best friend and the complement to the best my mother could ever give to her daughters. Peggy nurtured me through college and she and her wonderful husband, Bill, and their children and grandchildren (already close by way of proximity and their own welcoming love for our family) were the parents I always wanted…and would tear up when they began referring to me as their daughter to strangers. Peggy and Bill were the best grandparents ever to my son who was loved and adored by these two amazing people.

Peggy was the epitome of love. She was the first person to ever say to me, “I believe in you.”

I believed her. I believed her. I believed her. Peggy never said anything that she didn’t wholeheartedly know to be true.

Her love changed the trajectory of my life with four beautiful words. She said that she knew I could finish graduate school, work my way up that ladder, and still have the capacity to be a dynamite single mom for my beloved son (whom they spoiled with delight.)

My own father was never able to find the time for his own grandsons. He immediately became involved with a woman whom he later married. She was not fond of us. We tried to establish a friendship with her. It was unwanted. Her children and grandchildren were more important than his. He acquiesced.

He saw our boys once or twice a year, perhaps? He lived 25 minutes away. That would decrease as the boys aged. How sad is that man? He will never understand. He had only one priority: Himself.

He actually fears that I may pen a memoir of my life as a child musical pianist prodigy because he knows that he was never kind nor loving; the opposite was true. This is why he has no contact with me whatsoever. I haven’t seen nor heard from him in years. His wife prohibited him from privately speaking with me on the phone over 15 years ago because I caught her eavesdropping and he defended her “as this was her right as his wife.” I told him that he was allowed to be treated as a POW if he agreed, (controlling much?), however I HAD NOT consented to this agreement. I was relegated to text messages only from that conversation forward. Eventually I stopped texting altogether.

I had a Peggy and Bill for my chosen family and they made all the difference.

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