I don’t really celebrate New Year’s.
In 2005, Clay and had just started dating a few months before. On New Year’s Eve, my grandma (who we called MaMa) was in the hospital in Florence and not doing well. 1,212 more words
Today I was signed up to run the Santa Hustle. I was to run for the American Cancer Society’s DetermiNation program. I had ribbons to attach to my shirt, ribbons in memory of loved ones lost. 259 more words