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brown house now blue gray hair then and now too Ma in rocker knitting Pa in recliner fear crawls up my spine my bags packed, all that is mine social worker pressures shoulder keeps me from running...
View ArticleOld Age
This year I became old. Yes, yes, I know what you’re thinking 40 isn’t old… I’d agree with you normally, but this year all kinds of things happened that made me realize that yes, I’m old. This is the...
View ArticleSqueamish
Many years ago my mother was in the ICU after having surgery and us kids got to go in and visit her. Almost immediately upon seeing her with all those tubes in her and looking rather ragged I felt...
View ArticleToo Long Gone
God I really think I spent too much time in WI recently, Mouse (the cat) would agree with that statement. It’s just really nice to be home in my own bed, with my own shower. *contented sigh* Even...
View ArticlePostcards
When I first started traveling to places outside my usual locale my best friend Pat asked me several times to send him post cards from those destinations. So occasionally I would get as far as...
View ArticleStart and Stop
“My mother was born in the psychiatric unit…” That’s how I always planned to start my book. It’s true… we think… and I like truth. Also it really kind of makes things seem like they happened for...
View ArticleAn Escape
In 1982 my mother decided to run from her troubles and move to Florida. This run she took us kids with her, which I thought was very considerate of her, in later years she couldn’t be bothered with...
View ArticleDC Bound
This morning I’m boarding a flight for Washington DC. I’m very excited to see a lot of people and one cat: Mouse Danny (I had to put him first he has issues :-) ) Suzanne Gary Jim Ana Ian Cynthia...
View ArticleDavid
I found out that my first sponsee, David R, passed away yesterday. David was a real alcoholic, he struggled to find the answer in AA and was the kind of drunk who’d been in treatment centers and...
View ArticleChristmas 2014
I wasn’t sure how travel would be on Christmas day, many years ago I traveled on Christmas eve and the lines and crowds were overwhelming. But Christmas day was nice – no lines, no crowds and quick...
View ArticleSome Hugs Are Better Than Others
I’m not a hugger… I wonder how many posts have started out that way on my blog? I’ll have to research that some day (anti-hug posts: “My Sponsor Wont Shake My Hand” “Obsess Much?” ). I opted to go to...
View ArticleRescued #fosterhome
It’s National Foster Care month and I’m an advocate of people becoming foster parents and even of kids joining the system when the situation warrants it. Not every parent, household or family is a safe...
View ArticleUnity.. no thanks, I have plans
I don’t like people. (I frequently say “hate” which might be a strong word) I’ve said that a million times before and it’s still true. One of my bosses says that too – I tell him he doesn’t because...
View ArticleRandom Memories
I cried the first night at the foster home. I had been picked up by the police the Friday before, spent the weekend in a group home and then the day with a social worker before arriving. No tears...
View ArticleDamaged Goods
I’ve talked a bit about EMDR therapy and today during therapy I cried… not bawling, just some tears. I can manage to hold back and just let tears fall, if I could stop that I would. EMDR stands for Eye...
View ArticlePuzzle
For Christmas one year I was given a Hershey’s Kiss 3D puzzle and another puzzle. The Hershey’s Kiss puzzle was little plastic chocolate colored pieces with pegs and holes… it didn’t have many pieces...
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