Category Archives: Kids

Roots

Maya Angelou once said “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.” I moved to Upstate South Carolina when I was thirteen years old, it was the day after Christmas during my 8th grade school … Continue reading

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The Great Bambino

My mind is spinning today and all I can think about is the Babe… In August 1994 my oldest sister married a wonderful man. She married the Great Bambino, not one of the greatest Yankees of all time, the one … Continue reading

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Belief

I believe in love.  I believe in marriage.  I believe that no matter how difficult the road is, all marriages can survive even the most difficult of situations.  I have a lot of friends who have faced very real and … Continue reading

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What’s Worse?

I’ve contemplated this question a lot over the past couple of years. Which is worse, to have your heart broken in a failed relationship or to lose your spouse to death? In the past 2 years, 6 months and 18 … Continue reading

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The Last Was Best

The last date I had with HD was wonderful; we went to dinner earlier this week, sat close, held hands, and enjoyed each other’s company. We made out in the car when he dropped me off and text each other … Continue reading

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Good Vibrations

For the past couple of days I’ve been struggling to write this post. Not because I have nothing to say but because I have too much to say. So many things have been going through my mind after my amazing … Continue reading

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Finding My Little g Spot

I love football. It has become a big part of my life over the past thirteen years. I remember as a child on Sundays when the game was on, it meant that you couldn’t watch anything else because Dad would … Continue reading

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