Home Is Where The Heart Is

I’ve been out of town, visiting my family. I’ve taken my little Angel with me while his daddy is busy working. We miss him.
Home. I guess that’s what you would call this place I’ve been visiting, though I am confused over the concept these days. This town is home to many [...]

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Farewell to the Hippie

I spoke with my Mom on the phone yesterday. She told me that she and the Hippie were separating. I am heartbroken. For me, a little bit. For him, a lot. Not for my Mom so much, it is her decision. While I know it is not easy for [...]

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The Pool

When I was about eleven or twelve, my father took us to the pool. The public pool in the nearest big town, about ten minutes from our farmhouse. I had gone there with my school before. It was rare for the Monster to ever perform any typical fatherly duties, so this was a [...]

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The Break-Up

In the file cabinet where our bills and insurance policies are neatly organized, there is a folder called “Family Drama”. It even boasts a label I printed with my beloved little label-maker. The label makes it very official. Legit. As if every family has a drama folder sandwiched between the phone [...]

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Three Became Four

I am the oldest of four siblings. It is astounding to me at times that all four of us were created from the same gene pool. We could not be more different. Should we meet under any other circumstances than a common childhood, I wonder if we would befriend one another. But, [...]

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A Bit of Background

I grew up in a household that I thought was normal. Better than normal, even. We were privileged. We lived in a bigger house than most of my friends, a beautiful old farm that had been renovated into a two-story family abode. We had nicer cars. Toyota and Mercedes, the [...]

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