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Bonded

Bonded

This is my son, Tom. Richard introduced Tom a half-dozen times this weekend. Each time, he said those words clearly and with warmth. It felt better each time. Tom realized that he’d never heard it spoken that way before.  This is my son, Tom. The impact of these words sums up what became clear over the … read more Bonded

Posted on October 24, 2016May 23, 2017Author LisaCategories InheritanceTags 2010, departure, family, genetics, Tom1 Comment on Bonded
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