Memoir
Recollections from my life.
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23 Meadow Way
I lived there for grade 3 and part of grade 4. We left suddenly in the middle of the night under a thick cloud of fear. He found us. That day had been…
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After All This Time
I get impatient with myself. I’ve had over 30 years to put myself back together again, yet here I am still finding pieces. As far as I’ve come, the journey seems endless. I’ll…
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Prelude to September
I used to have a blog that I posted to daily for several years. This blog was an outlet for me to explore a grief that I recently realized is largely unknown to…
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From a Second Floor Bathtub in the Rain
As I lower myself through steam, I’m transported to a place without time. It’s just me, this water, and this room. I sink into myself. Water ripples the hair at my temples while…
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On the Hill
Cool prairie wind blows strands of hair across my brow. We are surrounded by people. Some I know and some I don’t. Their wet eyes are on us. Across the field is the…
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Secret Paintings
The first thing you saw when you walked into the art room was a life sized papier-mâché Buddy Holly. The walls were a sprawling quilt of patchwork murals of animals, skulls, or cars,…