off topic barrycove question about email account

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Hi Barrycove

I volunteered to set up a yahoo group and I was wondering how you joined this

group without a yahoo email? The one I set up automatically rolls into yahoo in

order to join it. Thanks for your help.

Felicia Ward CPA

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Subject: Re: Re: Henny Penny

To: WTOAdultChildren1

Date: Tuesday, November 30, 2010, 10:43 AM

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i didn't answer your question...I have limited contact with them, but they don't

realize that.

I don't discuss anything with them, and when they come over, I don't talk much

to them. They killed me. So, I have nothing to say to them. But I do enjoy

seeing the sweet relationship my kids and them have together.

amy

Henny Penny

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> Does anyone remember the story of Henny Penny? It's all about the chicken who

decides to make bread. " Who will help me reap the wheat? " she says. " Not I. Not

I. " say all of the little barnyard animals. " Who will help me grind the flour,

knead the dough, bake the bread, etc " " Not I " But then, when the bread is made

she says, " Who will help me EAT the bread? " and all the animals come running to

eat. Okay, so do you ever feel like Henny Penny with your nada? I can't help

thinking it is like that for me. Life was hell growing up, and even adjusting to

adulthood. But somehow, I got healthy (no thanks to her, more like in spite of

her), figured out how to have good relationships, got a career, got married and

had kids. Yay me! But now....here comes nada, like one of the barnyard animals.

" I want to see MY grandchildren! " This drives me absolutely insane! If I hadn't

fought to survive against her, th ere would be no grandchildren. Getting away

from her

allowed me to heal and have my own children. Her efforts to help me were even

worse than the barnyard animals because she actually caused me all my problems

while I was " making the bread " . Now she wants a slice of the bread???? She says

that she has read about " grandparents' rights " and that she can take me to court

to gain access to my children. (Which of course would never happen because if I

told a judge what I went through as a kid, they would probably arrest her for

child abuse.) But I can't help thinking of the story of Henny Penny. Anyone else

feel like Henny Penny, especially if they went on to any kind of success or

having a family that nada now wants a part of?

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