Do I miss my childhood? I miss four things about being a kid: my Gram, the close relationship I had with my older brother, summers being something special, and the excitement of Christmas. And maybe MTV playing music videos. I’m not secretive about not being a kid person. Not a very popular opinion, I know,…
This week’s memoir assignment at Write on Edge was to write about a memory of yourself with someone else, as other people help shape who we are through their words to us, their actions, or their lack of action. I wrote this to stand on its own, but it’s also a continuation of a previous…
One indulgence in a life spent caring for others. Tethered to an oxygen tank, she was often left behind. Until she left us behind. —————————————————————————- This week’s Red Writing Hood prompt was to write a story as a tweet–in 140 characters or less. This is a story I have wanted to tell, but didn’t feel…