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Hey, Soren!

The weekend rolls around again. I suppose literally, since the world is a spinning orb. How are you this week? Something terrifying happened on Sunday: my contact lens got lost under my eyelid. I got it out and realized it had split in half and had to find the other half. Despite being a nightmare I’ve had since I was about 13 expounded by the lens tearing in half, it was not as bad as I feared. An uncomfortable 25 minutes. Naturally, I’ve gone back to my day-nights. No more of the dailies I bought, no thank you. Has anything like that ever happened to you? I suppose you probably have contacts or glasses by now. Hopefully they work better than that did. I learned why my contacts have always bothered my left eye at my exam: scratched cornea. So, with any luck, you’ve probably had an easier time than me. I got a spare pair of glasses, though the way I see through them and move makes me feel like I’m in that topsy-turvy house in Enchanted Forest.

In other news, I went to the British Museum for a seminar on Wednesday. You already know my feelings about Imperialism Central London, but alas, it was fun. I wandered around the Native American section after the lecture. A lot of it is modern, clearly stuff donated by specific guys, but the older stuff makes my blood boil. Like the totem poles. They’re not our culture, but they are our culture, if you understand. They stole from our neighbors, our home. Sigh. At least most of it was modern. They had a very fun and colorful powwow outfit from like 1975. Have you been to the Eugene Natural History Museum in awhile? I haven’t in years — I have very fond memories of it. The world’s oldest shoes! I wonder if it was more ethically sourced? Probably not, but the small local-ness gives me more hope. I went to Harrod’s afterwards to buy some chocolate for Mom and a friend back home. The temptation to eat Mom’s chocolate, overwhelming. It’s hidden atop my suitcase now. It’s this raspberry-blackberry white chocolate that tastes very good.

Tell me something interesting happening, Soren. How are the daffodils in the backyard doing? Has there been a block party in the past year? Has KitKat found an owner? Has anything replaced the Townsend’s or Yogurt Xtreme? How are Grandma and Pappy? I love you. I’ve been watching lots of Buzzfeed Unsolved lately. Perhaps next week I’ll have nothing to do but recount some ghost stories. Would you mind that much? I just feel like entertaining you this week. We can’t be sad every week. I wouldn’t have the energy to write. I love you, have a good weekend.

With love,

Alice

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I was married to a woman for a decade. In 2015, she suddenly abandoned our eldest daughter and withheld our youngest. Soren has been taken from her primary home, mom, sister, and everyone on our side of her family since she was 10. Our purpose is manyfold: we want you to know Soren's story, advacate for Soren in Eugene, OR, champion LGBTQ families to help stop abuse, and help ensure no child lives with: psychological abuse, withholding, abandonment, alienation, or parental kidnap again. These are sides of the same coin.

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