Becoming a hooker at 55!
I come from a long line of hookers. Both my maternal and step fraternal grandmothers were hookers and my mother was a hooker for many years. I had often thought about following in their footsteps, but...
View ArticleI Am From
I am from hand me downs, from wallpapered ceilings and gallon jars of mice. I am from secret passages, spiral staircases and boogeymen in the closets. Invisible, silent, bitter fear. I am from...
View ArticleHappy Anniversary!
Today is our anniversary. Four years. Wow, they’ve flown. Since we’re fifty somethings you’ve probably guessed this is a second marriage for both of us. I’m not recommending divorce or multiple...
View ArticleI am From – continued. . .
Not so long ago one of the writing prompts I posted was an “I am From” poem. I then posted my own version here. Since then I have been thinking a lot about the exercise – where we are from … Continue...
View ArticleA Family Memory
My grandmother was a tremendous influence in my life. I have her to thank, in large part, for the memories and traditions I hold dear. This memoir is one of so many that I hope shows the loving gentle...
View ArticleHappy Birthday Number One!
Today is my oldest son’s birthday. He’s thirty-four. I know it’s cliché, but where has the time gone? Thirty-four years gone as quick as a heart beat. He has been a beautiful soul since day one and I...
View ArticleThanksgiving Reflections
When I was a kid we spent a lot of Thanksgiving mornings traveling for hours to get to my aunt and uncle’s house in Massachusetts. I hated traveling on holidays then and I still don’t like it much. I’m...
View ArticleA Day at the Beach
One of my favorite places to be is near the ocean. Any ocean, preferably any ocean with a beach. I love the sea. I love the sand, especially very long stretches of it. I have fond memories of times...
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