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I’m not afraid to be tortured. I’m not afraid to die. I’m not afraid that there might be a hell, or that, if there were such a dimension, that by some readings of religious texts, I should be bound there forever. 357 more words


Missed milestones..

On a day that I tested college level for my college courses after being out of school for 10 years (sheesh, I’m getting old!), it’s a moment I wanted to share with my Mom & was unable to. 187 more words


A Letter to My Friends in Times of Loss

My dear friends,

I’m writing you this because many of you are grieving. Lost parents, lovers, friends, mentors, children, homelands, senses of self and assumed safety. 1,117 more words


2 Days Ago

Two days ago, I was told to cut you out of my life. Unfriend you on Facebook and Snapchat, unfollow you on Instagram, delete you from my phone, and never speak to you again. 103 more words


A Letter to Mom

Dear Mom,

I’ve laughed more in the last few weeks than I’ve laughed in awhile. You know I always loved to laugh, & we laughed quite often together. 654 more words


Due Date

Today was the big day. Or it should have been the big day.

Ryder’s official due date.

I have been anxious leading up to today. I wasn’t sure how I would feel. 740 more words


Ebb and Flow

These are challenging times.  There are those dealing with life and death issues, fires, financial ruin, the threat of nuclear war, starvation, terrorism, religious persecution. By comparison my issues seem so benign, and yet they (my issues) are quite persistent in capturing my attention. 369 more words

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