I wrote this story a while ago before I started inner child healing work. Like always with writing, it was my healing method. My way to embrace my wonder child. What weird and wonderful stuff were you into as a child? Have you tried writing/ journaling about your experiences?
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That summer dad lost me twice. Mum was at the hospital with my baby sister and dad was doing his best working and looking after me and my brother. One time we were on our way to grandma and I got off the bus early. Dad noticed too late. The second time I came home from school, no one was home so I got on a bus and went across town to visit grandma. Oblivious of the consequences, I enjoyed tea in her fancy china cups and the yummy homemade jam made out of blackcurrants that we collected at her summer house.
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Nomad of the Universe 