Today You Are Seventeen

October 2, 2020

It’s an old song It’s an old tale from way back when It’s an old song And that is how it ends That’s how it goes Don’t ask why, brother, don’t ask how He could have come so close The song was written long ago  Your Daddy likes to tease me that when I start […]

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Better Off

September 22, 2020

I’ll never understand why grief hits us the way it does, at any given moment, and I cannot seem to stop crying since I heard the news. We never got to meet in person and I am still so damn heartbroken. Cancer really sucks. I didn’t think you were going to die and as far […]

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Today You Are Eleven

September 17, 2020

Oh Happy Day! Once again, September 17th is a happy day! Of course it is, because its your birthday! This picture was taken at the exact minute that you turned 11! Since you were born at 7:55 a.m., and like to wait to say that you are another year older until that time on your […]

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Best Possible Outcome

September 1, 2020

The tech who did the targeted ultrasound on my left breast today said as I was leaving that I got the “best possible outcome,” a benign finding, and I concur! As I shared in my post last night, my focus was elsewhere yesterday, when I got an email with the results of my routine/annual mammogram […]

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I’m Coping

August 31, 2020

I don’t have to tell you how insane 2020 has been and that the hits seem to keep on coming. We are all doing our best to cope with the pandemic and everything else in ways that work for us. Some people, like me, tend to be fairly open about what we are going through, […]

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My London Semester Journal II: Saturday, March 23, 1996

August 28, 2020

Saturday, 3-23-96 2:30 AM London Friday, 3-22-96 10:30 PM E-Town Just got in from the “Purples Ball” @ the Park Lane Hotel w/ Canoe Club & it was fabulous!!! I met Chelsea at S. Kensington Tube Station about 5 past 6 PM. We then went to the Imperial College Union’s pub — to sort of […]

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