A short post just memories and my early childhood. I have no complaints for I knew love very young. Just some things, trials and stuff i felt and remember. I had a very good early childhood and one which saw for me only love and happiness. Typical family events.
I was born deaf and the only child in my family to be born so. All my brothers and sisters had normal hearing function. From my earliest days I remember what a struggle it was to get my thoughts across. I remember the difficulties involved in everyone learning to sign for me. I always felt as though there was some animosity toward me that they were forced to learn a new language. I know this isn’t true but I always felt that way and never truly shook that off.
There were always some tensions between me and my older siblings a…
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