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Daddy’s Diaries XVIII

It’s new, this ability to see my grandfather as an individual, separate from the fact that he fathered my father. I think it helps that I’ve met the woman whose narrow passageway Dada came out of.

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My Big Fat Feminist Pregnancy

As a girl playing with my dolls, I always pretended they were other people’s kids. As an adult I lumped getting pregnant with getting married, and slapped a “no thank you” on both.

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