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For me, adult, but I wouldn't be the adult I am without having been the child I was, with the childhood I had. I carry all of it within me and am glad for it, even the difficult parts. Thanks for the wondering, Amy!

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Oh my goodness what a delightfully challenging, thoughtful essay. So much to think about; so much good stuff here. I love your sensibility. My vote, I think I believe that I wasn’t biased by the unfolding story you told, would go to “adult” because it’s all about being in greater control of one’s own destiny. And, I love to laugh (and give others the opportunity to laugh). Thank you, Amy.

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:). Thank you, Judi.

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NOW I understand why you had to go get a basketball!!

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haha! and I made three friends (age 3 3/4, 5 1/2, and their mom whose age we did not discuss, though we discussed mine) when I took it to the court!

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