You always see stories and comic strips about teenage boys eating refrigerators. I was a skinny teenage girl, and this is what I ate on any given day: 7 a.m. – Raisin Bran 10 a.m. – Frozen/thawed/reheated bean burrito from the snack shop at school 12 p.m. – Brown bag lunch by Mom: Two (2!)…
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Suprise Me
Grazing Through the Day
Prompted By What We Ate
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You always see stories and comic strips about teenage boys eating refrigerators. I was a skinny teenage girl, and this is what I ate on any given day: 7 a.m. – Raisin Bran 10 a.m. – Frozen/thawed/reheated bean burrito from the snack shop at school 12 p.m. – Brown bag lunch by Mom: Two (2!)…
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I Always Wanted Long Hair
Prompted By Hair
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I guess girls are supposed to have hair. I was born bald so my brother, five years my elder, called me “Boop-dy Boy”. He was confused. Eventually I grew hair, nice, shiny, straight, almost black hair. I always wanted to grow it long. My mother, for some reason which she never shared with me, wouldn’t…
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Looking Back.
Prompted By Writer's Choice
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We are a visual people. Images have dominated our communication from early cave paintings to the digital age. Our thoughts, emotions, and stories are best captured in photos. An image can provide description when words fail; it can also lead to better reactions, emotions, and thoughts. Travel has always been best expressed in Photographs. The…
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From Motown to E-town
Prompted By My Hometown
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Still, this is my hometown. I love it for the amazing people I have met here and its overall caring heart and beauty.
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Punch Lists and Prayers
Prompted By Home Repair
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Next hurtle – what contractor in his right mind would undertake this project with such an unrealistic budget and very tight timeline? It was now June and we needed to open the school in September.
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Thank You, Mrs. Beach
Prompted By My First Paycheck
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Once Upon A Time
Prompted By Do You Believe in Magic?
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We circled and bobbed at his urging—arms, wings and paws in unison—as a giant red sun rose out of the water.
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Janet
Prompted By Nannies and Babysitters
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A man would be waiting for us—not always the same man—then off they would go and I would sit with her infant daughter, already fast asleep in her crib.
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Missing Out on Aruba
Prompted By Timing is Everything
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Spring break on Aruba? Oh yeah! There was only one problem.
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