That time it was about the numbers…
They would tell me I was brave and how proud they were when I didn’t squirm or cry. Little did they know, that they were the ones keeping me brave. Continue reading That time it was about the numbers…
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That time…I gave thanks.
Thanksgiving was my mother’s favorite holiday. She didn’t care so much if you were at the house for Christmas, Easter, Passover or Memorial Day, but you would be there on the fourth Thursday of November and you didn’t leave. You didn’t do dinner there and dessert elsewhere. You didn’t try to switch days to accommodate … Continue reading That time…I gave thanks.
Then Life Happened 