The Next Move

Posted September 28, 2021

We left Pennsylvania out of necessity. I don’t remember shedding a tear, complaining, or even wondering about my dad who would remain. I was ten and scared. Our world had finally erupted and our lives were left in shambles. When an eruption occurs, all you can do is pick up

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Where is Wyoming?

Posted September 21, 2021

Our Move Moving at the age of twelve from New York to Wyoming felt like a whirlwind. Everything I knew was changing: our parent’s divorce, new school, new friends, new home, new neighbors, new state…nothing would be the same. Was Wyoming even a state? I didn’t recall ever hearing about

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Into The Unknown

Posted September 14, 2021

Change Sweaty palms, dry mouth, staring wide-eyed at all the unfamiliar faces around me, I didn’t know what to think or feel about this change. I was leaving everything I knew. All I had was my mom and five sisters.  My fourteen-year-old sister, Christine, who had just had spine surgery

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Why I’m Okay

Posted August 23, 2021

I’m okay. After my son’s wedding a couple of weeks ago, I wondered, “Why am I okay?” Why was I not grieving more or feeling let down, which has been my history?  As a nine-year-old, I’d race down the dirt road chasing my mom’s car, afraid to be left in

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The Gift in Letting Go

Posted August 17, 2021

Peering out the living room window, tears streamed down my cheeks as I cradled close to me my newborn infant. Although I couldn’t put my finger on where the emotion was coming from, the Canon in D playing in the background was likely a trigger.  “Why are you crying, mommy,”

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Breathe

Posted July 27, 2021

Forgetting to Breathe Out of all the nicknames I’ve had in my life, Peanut fit me best. I earned that name as a ten-year-old running track because I was small, fast, fiery, and competitive. I could outrun everyone. This was my secret power. The 100 meter dash was my favorite.

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