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I remember thinking the police could hear me through the pilot light in my parents kitchen

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Thanks for sharing. I'm glad you're able to find a little humor in your experiences. Not "ha ha" funny, as our daughter used to say, but still. Somehow that seems a saving grace.

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It is a saving grace, thanks for sharing that.

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Gig created all of this out of joy 🙏

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I used to frequently be convinced that entire song lyrics were written just so I could hear it at a specific moment, a message from God to me.

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I can relate. Had the same problem. :)

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It seems humans can be very creative with their minds. I remember my auntie spouting conspiracies with my mother when my dad passed. I half looked for him to show up again in my adulthood. But I also feel like our family line is the one who passed down the gene 🧬 to Shade.

Everytime I read here on Substack the accounts of other's, the puzzle pieces fit closer and closer. Thank you for sharing your experiences. 🙏

Matt are you going to the S&PAA summit in DC in May?

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I think it' too far for me to travel, LaLa. Thanks for asking about it though, I wasn't familiar with the org.

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