“So Mom, do you think that you’ll be going back to teaching or something now that Michael is doing better in school?” asked my eldest son, home for the in between of his college days and his working days. I understand why it’s on his mind. He has spent every day since his graduation last [...]
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We made it through the hurricane, though it was an interesting time for us. The winds started around midnight and by three in the morning, they were howling and rain was falling in sheets and sideways from the sky. I finally got out of the bed at five thirty, tired of listening to it and [...]
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My brother was still angry and still hard to handle, but he was tempered by B’s presence in the house. We knew he was still stealing from my mother’s wallet; she caught him once while he thought she was showering, and he’d gone into her room to take the money. Normally she kept her door [...]
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My brother was in high school now while I was back at the middle school. We now had different school schedules, which meant I saw less of him. The high school started earlier, plus he had to be out extra early for the bus. However, there was one time every week that I could count [...]
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It was easy to do. It was easy to allow myself to slip down the slope of starstruck crush. I knew it was happening and I allowed it. Looking forward to listening to Rick Springfield’s music and gazing into his poster paper eyes for the meaning of life was a bright spot in those early [...]
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Music became a dominant force in my 8th grade year. Some of it was by accident. When I was scheduling for the year, I discovered that I could avoid gym class if I enrolled in choir as well as band in my last year of middle school. Now don’t get me wrong, I loved music; [...]
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I thought I was fat. I wore a size 5/6, and knew that most of the girls my age were 3/4s or even 1/2s. I spent most of my summer prior to my 8th grade year obsessing about my weight. I was convinced that if I could just lose twenty pounds that I would suddenly [...]
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My mother’s unemployment nearing the year mark when the office space that she was using for her freelance lawyering was finally able to be occupied by a rent paying tenant. She had been able to make the mortgage and her car payment with the work she had done there, and had made some good contacts. [...]
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“MOOOOM!!” The scream from my sister jolted me out of bed. It was early; six fifteen or so. The scream was not the usual exasperated, frustrated tone that my sister normally took when she wanted my mother to deal with something; this was not a yell or a holler, but scream. A scream that immediately [...]
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Music filled the quiet holes for me. After my father moved out, I missed the music that he took with him in the form of his huge, wood paneled turntable. It wasn’t long before I was begging for music again in some form. First, there was the transistor radio. It was small and black, and [...]
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