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In 1987 when we were notified there was a bed available for Jason, I was filled with mixed emotions. I was his mother, nurse, social worker, therapist and advocate for eight years. 235 more words

Yes, I like piƱa coladas. Now go away.

One time when I was about 13 or 14 I lost a whole nights sleep after my mind decided it would repeat a song over an over for me to listen to. 270 more words


The Agony of Waiting

So, I just fired the opening salvo in attempting to market Little Miss No Name; having made sure her little burlap dress is properly pressed, her knife is suitably shiny and she has a PB&J (with the crusts cut off, of course) in her new Twilight Sparkle backpack, I’ve sent her toddling off to… 596 more words

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The Mentality of Being Sick

In March of 2014, I had noticed something about my body that was acting weird. For the purposes of keeping this rather toned down as to what my condition is, I’ve named this ailment, “Gladys.” 667 more words

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