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I got another story published today so it's time to celebrate. The story is entitled "The Last Threads of Denial" but there are many invisible threads that still entangle me. I dance around around issues, unable or unwilling to face the truth; I worry whether my story told the whole truth or if I ...
Write City published my story today and I'm beyond thrilled because although it took me two tries, it was accepted. This is an excerpt from the first email I received: "We appreciate you letting us take a look at this story for possible publication in The Write City Magazine. Usually we’ve got a straight up YES ...
My brave grownup kid.. Over a month ago, I flew home from a visit with my daughter, with tentative plans to meet her and her family in South Dakota this summer. We’d visit Mount Rushmore! I was imagining what it would be like when everything changed a few days after I got home. A month has ...
I DON"T NEED NO JOB! A few months ago, Jessica said she wanted a job. Rene, her support coordinator, began the process for her. He contacted Vocational Rehab, and after a bunch of mishaps, we got the paperwork completed and started the process. Today, after numerous trips to Voc Rehab, I picked up Jessica at her ...
So I had this problem, right? A bewildering experience, in my opinion, and now it's over, rather barely over, I can talk about it. Or at least provide some details. It has to do with my female anatomy, which I won't go into detail about. Suffice it to say, I had my bladder sewn back ...
"I’ll be leaving you behind."The words I typed out were supposed to be the beginning of another post for my blog. I was thinking about Jessica and all the stories I wanted to tell. Maybe offer a peek into what it was like to welcome all the new babies born into our family, then watch ...
Is that how I felt thirty-one years ago, when we sat in that cold room, meeting with the specialists and listening as they gave us their “final ruling” on Jessica? Maybe. As I wrote my memoir and recalled what happened over the years, I realized the things I’ve never forgotten are the emotions I experienced.… Continue reading Smacked in the face?
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