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Jun 22Liked by Lisa Kissane

Yes. My step grandkids are kids are here with us this week so an intense week of immersion. My dad is gone for seventeen years. I mention him sometimes, he was a fireman in NYC. We were doing a campfire and toasting s’mores so we were talking about fire safety with the five year old. But no one really listens, he’s not their peeps. I don’t say much, just talk bout him teaching me to ride a bike with training wheels at the playground. Just little things to say I was a kid once and I had a family. But people keep talking about other things and it all doesn’t matter. One of the stepkids really doesnt do much for their father which makes me sad

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I hear you, I often wonder who's going to care about my history 💚

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What a beautifully written piece x

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Such a beautiful piece Lisa! We don't celebrate father's day here. It's a western concept. But I almost feel the same w.r.t my grandfather's death. So I don't talk about it with people at all!

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