childhood
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7 February Life Changing Encounters
Bless Me, Father
When I was 8 years old I decided I wanted to go to Church. My memory of my parents’ reaction to…
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6 January Coming Home to Yourself
Fifty Years to Graduation
My poor health and frail physique, the result of a bad bout of whooping cough when I was two and…
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6 January Coming Home to Yourself
Waving
A memoir? You’re what, 30? 37. A memoir? What have you really got to say? You haven’t lived enough to…
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6 January Coming Home to Yourself
Reinventing Ourselves
I struggled with low self-esteem, suicidal thoughts, being extremely sensitive and empathetic my entire my life. Being sensitive and empathetic…
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6 January Coming Home to Yourself
Depths of a Reflection
The girl who saw a monster reflection, remained drawn by the death made of sea. It was me, there among…
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6 January Coming Home to Yourself
Finding Peace with Anxiety
They called me a crybaby, a scaredy-cat, a wimp. I was told I was selfish, immature, spoiled. These words were…
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5 December Making Family
Ridicule
It was a perfect winter in Sölln, Tirol. It had been snowing for weeks and now frost glazed the soft…
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5 December Making Family
First Contact
Upstate New York is known for its heavy snowpack, but on Christmas Eve 1963 my front lawn was brown and…
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4 November Breaking with Tradition
Freedom
Morning for adventure! (A double adventure, but that was a secret.) School wasn’t ho-hum yet, but I’d been going long…
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