I will never forget the moment time stopped. It was 4:30 on a Monday afternoon. It was hot, early June. I was deep in thought as I walked my dog. I was thinking about how to get my 11 year old fed and to his baseball game. I was worried he wouldn't get a hit, … Continue reading When Time Stands Still
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Damn Right I’m a Drama Queen
I admit it: I'm a Drama Queen (DQ from here on out because I'm tired. Actually, I'm......exhausted /dramatic). Part of me is a DQ. One of the stories my mother often tells about me is how dramatic I was when physically hurt. Apparently, I would scream and howl the entire way to the ER. As … Continue reading Damn Right I’m a Drama Queen
Groomed but Escaped 