When my parents were to be married, my Grandmother didn’t want her daughter marrying my father, a Catholic Italian. Grandma insisted her daughter would end up barefoot and pregnant all the years of her life, a life filed with nothing but drudgery. For the most part, Grandma was right. Mother had eight babies, seven […]
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My Mother’s Closet When I was a child, my father’s business took him and my mother away on a trip every year to somewhere like Las Vegas, somewhere glitzy and glamorous. A place where they could enjoy sitting poolside or playing golf in the afternoons, then dress up like movie stars and go out
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The Beginning of The End I hold her balled up fist in my hands, one hand cradling the tightly clenched fist, the other gingerly prying her fingers loose, hoping to clip the fingernails that are cutting into the palm of her hand. It isn’t working very well. “Ouch!” she flinched and pulls back. “I’m
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Hello! I have decided to do something different with my blog for a while. I’ve been working on a book I’m hoping to get published in the next year entitled “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”. The book is a compilation of real stories about real relationships between mothers and daughters, sisters, sister-in-laws, girlfriends, aunties, and
Once upon a time a lady named Hazel flew on her broom to my house. I had three little kids at the time and I didn’t want them to be afraid or ask too many questions, so I asked Hazel to leave her broom on the back porch along with the pointy hat she insisted
It’s six a.m. and as dark as the time we got caught in an underground tunnel in the middle of the night and suddenly all the lights went out. So dark it makes no difference if the eyes are open or closed, the sense of touch will find the light switch long before sight will.
Excuse me, but I seem to be missing my eyebrows! Read Post »