Category: Memories
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Fifty Years, Love and Memories
Today is my mother and father-in-law’s 50th wedding anniversary. Fifty years is a very long time. I should know because that’s how long my very own bones have been on this planet learning to walk, and run, falling down, then starting again. Relentlessly. Fifty years. A marriage lasting fifty years is more something to read…
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Being Thirteen
I was ugly when I was thirteen. I don’t remember if I thought so then, but sorting through old photos proves it: I went from innocent beauty to zit-ridden adolescent in three short years. Add chubby to that as well, and the image is complete. It was no wonder that Peter McClueless didn’t know I…
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No snarking — just memories
Day Four: NaBloPoMo. Not in the mood for chastising. November 4, 2007 Dear Childhood Friends, It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen many of you, but you’re not far from my mind. You exist in and around the shadows that surprisingly haven’t diminished with time, reminding me of how special you were. How…