2033 Miles from Home? Get Over it!
I am homesick and I want to go home. Dare I admit it? I’m trying to shake loose the dark curtain of malaise of living 2033 miles away from my husband, Kiffen, in a two-bedroom rental...
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The Day the Tornadoes Came...
What we endured on April 27th was nothing compared to what so many suffered. I've taken my daughter, Norah, to Tuscaloosa and Alberta City to meet people, and I hope to write the story of a woman and...
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Hey Jude
For Sabrina and Craig and Marcelle and Isidore with all my love* * *I'm writing today about Jude Mahaffy, a boy I didn't see grow up, but we attended his parents' wedding in Santa Monica and visited...
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Addiction and the Moors
I am trying to find the courage to write about addiction in our family. I am the mother of an addict. I cannot reach him. I am a writer, and my words mean nothing. They pop like useless soap bubbles. A...
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