Tag: Mother
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Buried Alive
As a kid, my father was an imposing figure couple that with his hot-headedness, and he instilled overwhelming fear. My parents divorced each other years ago; some of my siblings took sides. My father has spent years following the divorce living in regret. Those who sided with my mother have worked to exact vengeance on […]
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Saving Plan
As a teenager, I took jobs from warehouse/truck loading to fast-food. During that time, my mother took a portion of the money I earned and put it in an envelope. She told me it was to help me save for a rainy day. I made the minimum wage, which wasn’t much money in the mid-1980s. […]
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New Shoes
When I was twelve years old, my parents took my brothers and me shopping for new sneakers. I remember finding black canvas Converse Chuck Taylors. My father asked me whether I was sure those were the shoes I wanted. I responded with an emphatic, “yes.” These were my first pair of name brand shoes. We […]
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The Mother’s Day Experience
I sent my mother a text, “Happy Mother’s Day and Happy Birthday” last night. Her response this morning at 6:15a.m., “Thank you very much.” Then she sent, “I am not getting any younger, and I would like to get some pictures of you some time or maybe a phone call. I love you and don’t […]
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Two Words
Gentle rain Falling softly To the ground; Nature’s tears Washing its wounds. Father Time Writes his last words; Recounting his mistakes Repeated From his predecessor. Looking at Mother Nature, Sorrow in his eyes, His last two words “Forgive Me”. His last embrace Becomes vapors, Fading Into the distance Forever.
Write Now and Later 
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