relationships
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When I was little, I used to love the holidays. Well, most of the holidays. Halloween, hands down, was my favorite. No… nonononono, it wasn’t because of the candy, but because I felt that I could actually be myself. I was always the oddball, of course. Never fit in. Halloween was empowering. My second favorite Read more
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I’ve been thinking about my dad a lot lately. Well, rather, I’ve been thinking about why I’ve been thinking about my dad. — I kind of blame Memorial Day. There’s just something about graveyards that reminds people of the dead. Course, my dad was in the Army for a while too. I don’t think anyone Read more
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There’s a lot I want to write about, but I don’t feel like writing about anything. Does that make any since? But, if I’m ever going to squeak my books, I really should actually start writing – anything from the start. It’s easy to say you’re a writer, but hard to be one. So.. um… Read more
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Yes, I have returned to Indiana from Florida and, gee, do I feel civilized. I had a doctor appointment on Monday, had one today, and have one scheduled for Friday. Next week is the cancer doctor and some other doctor… I forget. In June, I have a new foot doctor to see somewhere I’ve never Read more
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Okay, well, I guess they don’t throw rice at weddings any more. I read somewhere that it swells up inside a bird’s stomach and it could kill them. I’m not sure what’s thrown any more. Surely, it’s not confetti or anything. That wouldn’t be earth friendly. How about bread crumbs? As 21 rifle salute? I Read more
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I can’t really say that I’ve been to a funeral quite like my aunt’s. There were multiple people I didn’t know, but that’s okay. I generally don’t know anyone during family gatherings, but I really didn’t know anyone in this one. It mostly comprised of my aunt’s co-workers and a few people from her deceased Read more
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Growing up, my dad didn’t have a lot of things. He was raised in an orphanage, beaten by nuns, and abandoned by his father. One thing he did have was two sisters, dad being the oldest, and a strong desire for the family that he never had. One sister, my favorite aunt, died some 35 Read more
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I stay in correspondence with one of my House sisters from last year. She was with partially with me during my three month intensive stay and I like to think that we’ve grown closer after our ordeal than what we were during. This woman is probably one of the most nice and devout Christians that Read more
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I had planned in my little head that I was going to the gym around 7am. Hang out until 11ish. Get something to eat and then catch Murder on the Orient Express. The truck keys and Propel where right next to the door so I wouldn’t forget. The movie started at 1:50. I consider this Read more
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She and her twin brother where born in a shelter. Her brother was larger and more strong. She was weak, timid, and shy. Abandoned and without a name, she hid from the others least they attack because of her smallness. The girl ate the scraps left behind and only when no one was watching. Head Read more
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