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48 going on 84
It’s been 5 months since my dual bilateral pulmonary embolism. Even though my body is clear of clots, my legs have aged 40 years. I see my elderly grandmother Norma when I look at them. I’m still weak as I am just now able to open my own water bottles and sodas. I’m able to…
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Branded Again – 1989
It was Valentine’s Day and I was 12 and a half. My partner-in-crime and skateboard buddy had been best friends for several years. His best friend and my best friend were now a couple. The four of us were always hanging out together and going to the mall to play video games. I was almost…
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Heels in Mud – November 2011
The novel in my mind that showcases the trials and tribulations of moving off the grid for an early retirement for myself as a born and raised city girl. Madly in love with a disabled veteran with PTSD and a TBI, along with our six-month old son, we chose to leave the city behind and…
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Tarp – January 3, 2024
Wednesday, January 3, 2024 7:37 AM I was living in Blue Ridge at a friend’s parking space with my RV, and the rear skylight was already broken, and everything was flooded in the back of the RV. The front skylight I had already replaced, and it was a big storm coming and I knew I…
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Holiday Slumber – December 21, 2023
As we start a vacation with laughter and letting our hair down, we embrace the little moments of peace and joy. I sit still and watch the glow from our tree as I remind myself the view is precious an life is but a blink. My children and cat slumber in my presence and rest…
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Bitch & Moan – November 8, 2023
This is what Pamprin is for… As I woke up to an alarm that felt like it was way too early in the f****** morning. I go to grab my phone and my glasses fall by in the bed. Then as I rush to go pee, I don’t have time to crawl on the floor…
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The Mob Bookie’s Daughter – February 17, 2024
The story of my mother-in-law entering my life begins with Saturday morning phone calls at 7am, well, 10am New York Time. The thick NY accent was very annoying to this valley girl of Southern California and this momma’s boy wouldn’t adjust his standing weekly phone call from his mother since the day he stepped onto…
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The Day the Ground Moved – October 31st, 2013
It was a cold Thursday morning, a school day for Halloween that year, and I didn’t have my older two kids for visitation. It began as a normal workday and I was running late as usual. Swerving around slow cars on 80, then 30, then 635 to 75, narrowly making the orange lights on Campbell…