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Category Archives: Memoir
A Heart That Is His
Over the weekend, my husband read what I had written of my memoir thus far. From the time he asked if he could read it to the time he was done and I heard him step away from his computer, … Continue reading
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Who Do You See?
Something has occurred to me: I wonder how people will see me after they read my memoir? Will they still see me as me? Or as a different version of me? Will they say to me: Oh, you were so … Continue reading
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Missing Pieces of Me.
Last night I wrote to a friend: Writing this memoir makes me feel as if I’m a puzzle and I am putting all the pieces together. And some of the pieces are missing. She said that it would be a … Continue reading
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Remembering the Forgotten
It is amazing what we teach ourselves to forget. I knew that writing a memoir based off this blog would not be an easy thing to do. This is mostly because I knew the memoir would cover everything in my … Continue reading
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The Value of Words
I am just beginning to learn the value of words. Before writing this blog, I was under the impression that I have nothing of value to say. And so, instead, I made up stories. Stories in far away places where … Continue reading
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