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Diana wasn’t the first neighbor I met when we moved here in 1983. But she moved in shortly after we…
Bec and her mom have a text discussion when young adult Bec lived at home. Early today: Bec: Ewwwwwww. Me: …
My Marlboro Man Marsha Leigh St.Claire *note: My author name appears differently in some submissions* Carl Jr. was born and…
I did not relax enough during the pandemic years of 20-22, but when I needed to, I mostly played Dauntless.…
I was the cool mom. Now I’m the old mom, slower than her; she sees it. I notice her stare…
What matters now, is what I do next.
Blog from 2009: I am on an expedition to find myself this year. That means travel but it doesn’t necessarily…
Living one’s life as a perfectionist along with growing up with a mom suffering from the same disorder is far…
A tribute to movie making. A fairytale. A love story. A work of art. A labor of love. Those are…