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Making Do

When I was a kid, I was aware of the fact that money seemed to be a constant concern of my dad’s. He kept a budget that went out several weeks into the future that accounted for every payment, every … Continue reading

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An Embarrassing Moment

In high school I studied Latin and then switched to Spanish when we moved to California. It was an easy change, probably due to the similarities in phonics. When I enrolled at a community college, I again took Spanish. I … Continue reading

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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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My Wishes, Over Time

When I was a child, my dreams were three-fold: happiness, safety, and love. I don’t remember the specifics as it’s been far too many years, but I felt as if I lacked all three. Early pictures of me show a … Continue reading

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Norway explored

For the past several days my husband and I have been exploring parts of Norway with a tour group. We have seen marvelous things and been impressed with the majesty of craggy mountains, immense fjords and beautifully maintained historic buildings. … 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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