I have always been really attached to my mother. Looking back on it now, I think I was fearful of a life without her. She was my comfort blanket, one that made me feel protected and secure. My mom always provided me with so much love, support, and comfort. I remember being literally attached to my mom's hip where ever she went. Gemco mommy Gemco. (Inside Visalia joke ha ha)
As I was in my mom's arms walking into the entrance of either Preschool or Kindergarten (I don't remember) I must have thought she wasn't going to leave. As it became visible that I was going to be SEPARATED from her I began to HOLD ON to her hair! I was desperate not to be left alone. Lets just say that this was a sign of more to come.
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