When I was a child, I was lucky and I didn't know it. No one close to me died. When I became a teenager, my grandfather died, and I was absolutely shocked, completely blindsided. I don’t know why. Perhaps no one had prepared me. But he was 88 years old, and few people lived to … Continue reading Election Thoughts
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: Therese is gone, those people, toe the line, flourish, she could see the person she was, her mother didn’t like her, so what’s another inch, ketchup soup, sit in meditation Now that Therese was gone, Maricela could see more clearly the person that she was. Rumor … Continue reading Florita
