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Where Did the Strawberries Go?
Thoughts and stories from being a sibling of someone with autism
I used to hate Abba.
You might think this has nothing to do with my sister, but it does.
When my sister and I were children — before the creation of iPods — if we were in the car for any length of time, we’d listen to the music on the radio or CDs. At some point, I can’t remember how, my sister claimed full control of the music in the car. And it HAD to be Abba. Specifically, Abba Gold: Greatest Hits. We listened to Abba in the car for so long, I couldn’t fully enjoy Abba for years.
Sometimes I still cringe when I hear the opening of Dancing Queen.
This is something I can look back on and laugh at. I could tell many other stories like this, quirky fun. Something to chuckle about.
My family was on vacation in Belgium and were staying in a suite that had a kitchenette, so we could just have breakfast there. The day before, we had bought a pint of strawberries from a local market in Germany on a day…
