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
... continue reading.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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