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Holes in a wooden door
Today I lost it when I noticed the holes in the back of the bathroom door from where calendars once hung. Tears, sobs, collapse. You see, my extremely busy, extremely committed and extremely efficient mother always hung calendars there, filled with activities and occasions always displayed there. Even in that intimate setting she was juggling…
“We don’t have sisters, Jo Ann…”
About a month ago my good, old friend said to me, “We don’t have sisters, Jo Ann. We need people at different phases of life”! That was when I was in the middle of a battle royale with an infection that started in a failed root canalled tooth and spread to my face and neck.…
You see me, you really see me!
Usually I don’t plan out or edit my blogs. This time what I want to write about requires some explanation so I’ve had to think this through. I don’t share this preface to make anyone feel sorry for me or to martyr myself. But, rather, to demonstrate how incredible actions of incredible cousins gave me…
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