Bits of Life
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Grandpa's Gibson
Many of my childhood days were spent at a little green house on a dead end street called Mecham Lane. It took me a while to figure out the little…
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Goodbye 2017, Welcome 2018!
2017 started out seemingly determined to take me down. January of this year started with getting my son into residential treatment for drug addiction. We got him into one, only…
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Crazy Cat Lady; The Queen and Her People
After our abusive roommate moved out my son didn’t wait long to ask for another cat. An August evening in 2003 I gave in, and we went to the local…
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Crazy Cat Lady; The Roommate
The story of my second cat starts, of all places, at an all-night scrapbooking party in the fall of 2002. Me, my cousin, Hayley, and two friends, Piper and Mary,…
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Crazy Cat Lady; The Early Years.
When I was sixteen a ferrel cat that stalked around my grandparents neighborhood had a litter of kittens in their wood shed. Momma Cat was a grey short hair with…
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Crazy Cat Lady; Part One
Last night was Book Club night. Part of our conversation was about the book we’d read, part of it was about other topics. One other topic was a recently adopted…
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Trauma, Girls, and the Fiction Writer
As a writer of fiction, one of my main goals when writing a story is to create characters in a way that will make readers connect to them. Each person…
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His Journey Started With a Sunrise
“You should come take a picture of the sunrise.” It was 7:15 on a Monday morning I didn’t actually need to be up for. President’s Day. My office was closed…
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I Can Tell That We Are Gonna Be Friends
This weekend I had coffee with my friend, Joyce. I’m pretty sure we hadn’t seen each other since around 2013 when she was celebrating her degree. That night was one…
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Do you remember…
My mom’s favorite color is yellow. I don’t know if she would still answer that question the same way, but for me, her favorite color will always be yellow. When…