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Listening to the games makes me cringe with embarrassment. Don't get me wrong -- I love to see the kids playing nicely together, making things up, being creative and so on -- it's the parroting that I can't stand. Because my daughter's characters always sound just like me.
We've all heard the stories of the other woman. The one who watches the man she's in love with go home every night to his family, a spectator of the life she longs for. But, it occurred to me recently that a similar pain is experienced for those of us who have lived as the 'other daughter'.