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My Mom

Beautiful. But so ugly sometimes.

Smart. But so beyond stupid.

Sexy. But perhaps lacking confidence.

Sarcastic. But there was always some honesty in her words. 92 more words


Dear Younger Me

I have recently been thinking about the passage of time. How we start as a clump of cells one day and the next I’m dropping out of college. 167 more words


Divergent Records on Child Convicts

       Upon the further reading on the subject of children convicts I touched on in the previous post, I decided it is essential for me to come back to this subject to present my now broadened viewpoint.  553 more words

Black Sheep Sweet Dreams- A Review by my Sister

This is a bizarre post to write….but needs writing…So only a handful of folk have penned a review for my book.Thats absolutely fine as I wrote it for myself and not for reviews. 606 more words


The Cardboard Monkey

Supermarkets are good places to see human personality being formed, but you have to look below waist height, which is easy enough, and with sympathetic eyes, which is not so easy. 154 more words


Childhood Christmas Memories - #BLOGMAS Day 15

Growing up in suburban Sydney during the 1970s, Christmases were full of excitement.

We never put our Christmas tree up until December 19, as my sister’s birthday is on the 18th and Mum didn’t want to take away from that. 783 more words


Christmas in Memphis

I spent my eleventh Christmas in Memphis. With Daddy and Cheri. Cheri had a son, Casey Joe, who was in between me and Little Randy’s age. 831 more words