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MY ROOM

Thanks to Judeann for the idea for this blog.  The challenge was:  Describe your childhood room.  What was your favorite thing about it?  What's your favorite thing about your room right now?
I was nearly twelve when I got my own room.  It was large, in a large old rock-sided house called the "old Smith house".  The house had been built in the early 1940s (I had found letters dating back to that time telling about the house being built).&nb... Read More

Good bye   I was six when my world came crashing down. Mama was taking us from Michigan to Arizona on a trip by the bus. Charles was five and Jeanne only three and I was a grown up of six.  I knew Mama was leaving Daddy.  “Mama isn’t Daddy coming with us? Mama looked at me with eyes full of  worry and tiredness and wrapped her arms around me then with a single word quietly said, “No”  “It is your fault Daddy doesn’t want to come with us” I yelled at her. &... Read More

When does one start to live? Oh! I know there are various opinions about when 'life' begins, but for me, living began with my first memory. After all memories are simply life lessons that we retain and the basis upon which we begin to form who we are, and what we will be as a person.   I was born not long after the end of the Second World War, and lived all my formative years on 'The Farm on The Fifth' in Oro Township in rural Ontario. Oro Township was a microcosm of life in rural Ontario i... Read More

Why Mothers Go Gray

When my boys were little I had it all sorted and categorized in my mind. Son #1 was the smart-as-a-whip, golden child. Beautiful ... witty ... charming and couldn't lie. Son #2 was the ADHD terror. Smile that could make Hitler melt ... or melt the polar ice caps without any help from global warming. Able to destroy ANYTHING in 5 seconds or less. Able to lie like he was breathing air. Yep ... I had it all down pat. That's the way it was and that is how they were treated... Read More

Yep ... I was a NAUGHTY Girl!!

My parents weren't young ... and their marriage was the second for both of them. I was the second family for both of them too. My mother had a daughter when she was very young and married to another man ... that daughter died when she was only 3 years old. My father also was married when he was young and he had two sons. Neither marriage worked out ... and my mother and father became a couple and were 'together' for a good number of years before they got mar... Read More

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