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- Oct 16, 2022
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From the time I was 16 months old and was relinquished to my adopted mother and her husband at the time, I have moved around. Thinking back about growing up, I realized that I lived in multiple apartments in NYC, went to camp every summer for 2 months from 4 years old to 12, until we moved to Connecticut. This may have planted the seeds in me of a nomadic life, or at least often feeling a restlessness within me when I lived in one place too long. The pattern of moving from place to place has continued throughout my adult life. It happened as I changed states, marriages and gathered new friends and experiences along the way. Pets and children came along. Children have grown and some have moved themselves. I have left pets buried in the hallowed ground of land I have loved and I bring ashes of others with me. I planet flowers wherever I go. But I guess I have always been on the move...from the time I was a toddler really--pushed out into the world to wander. And so someday I will take my home with me, just like the Cancer I am. And I will continue my journey, from place to place, satisfying that restless spirit that has always resided deep within me.