Tag Archives: Memory

My Place in History

Today I visited a historical museum with my family. It was an interesting experience. in almost every room I found something from my past. For example, in the school room was a reader that I had used and desks with … Continue reading

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Fall from Grace

I don’t know why my first skiing trip came to mind in the middle of July, but it did. It’s not like it snows here, which it doesn’t, and unfortunately we’re in the middle of a heat wave, so it’s … Continue reading

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Bashfulness Explained

I was a socially awkward child. There was a reason for it. When you’ve been scolded for speaking in the presence of visitors, when you’ve been made fun of and teased mercilessly, you learn that no one cares what you … Continue reading

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Nighttime Imagination

Unfortunately I have an excellent imagination. This can be a boon when I read books about people and places I’ve never known as I can place myself in their story. It is a curse, however, when I wake in the … Continue reading

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The Best Day

Sometimes writing prompts speak to me, giving me ideas of what to write about, but recently I read one which really has me in a quandary. Of all the days in my life, which one is the best? I’ve been … Continue reading

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Defying the Odds

Neither of my parents went to college. In fact, my mother never attended one day of high school. None of my aunts or uncles or even not one cousin enrolled in college. It just wasn’t something that was done in … Continue reading

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Earthquake!

  When I was a senior in college I lived in an apartment suite with three other girls, one of them from Japan. Three of us were used to earthquakes as we all lived in northern California. The fourth girl, … Continue reading

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