� 2001-2006 by Shiloh
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I used to believe Nan loved us all the same even though the rest of my siblings aren't her blood grandchildren. Over the past couple of years though I've noticed favortism because Mike and I get invited the most and other lil thangs. So I can't fault Kami feeling a bit passed over. But as I said I'm so tired of her antipathy. She still gets birthday and Christmas cards. And clothes and other things. It's like: "Oh, thanks." Her gratitude sometimes seems a bit lukewarm.
I am a bit miffed though, but not for the reason Nan feared. I'm miffed because of her fear. I guess because it makes me sound immature. And she had Mom afraid of the same thing. Nan told her to tell me they were going to San Diego instead of the truth.
My gosh. How old am I? Ten? I think not. Try 26 going on 27. Though I guess Mom is right. Nan was trying to protect my feelings. Although I suspect if I did not have this disability, Nan wouldn't be as worried that I would be devastated. For some reason family seems to think the disability makes me vulnerable emotionally. I hate that. 
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