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I am a 39 year old, stay at home mother of a beautiful baby boy. I got married late in life when I was 35, and had my son at 38. Although I never planned on marriage or children, I have to say that both my husband and son are the best thing that could have happened to me (regardless of how much I bitch and moan). My passion is for travel and cooking. I also love to write and have been blogging on d-land since 2003. (Click HERE to read more.)

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Mama Rose baby

The Real Scoop

eight years old
2005-10-13, 4:09 p.m.

the truth hid
in the kitchen drawer
for eight years
before it was discovered
hiding between recipes
and the crumbs
from yesterday's cookies,
written on a light green envelope
that had faded over time:

BABY
seven pounds
two ounces
June 28, 1969.

BIRTH MOTHER
five foot, four inches
hair - blonde
eyes - blue
twenty-one years old
allergic to bee stings

BIRTH FATHER
five foot, nine inches
hair - black
eyes - brown
thirty years old
divorced
a bartender.

then,
she took me in her lap
my "mother"
five foot, four inches
hair - brown
eyes - green
forty-two years old.

the smell of Jean Nate,
wrapped around her neck -
my arms, holding on
as i tried to understand
that what she was trying to tell me
didn't mean she loved me any less.

but the truth hurt,
I was a mistake.

YESTERDAY - TOMORROW

Love Rose

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