If you ask my Mother about me growing up, she will always say the same thing. ” She was the perfect child. She was always happy as a baby, always coercing a smile out of someone, sweet in nature, everyone loved her…… Until she turned 13, then all hell broke loose.” Everything happened when … More Moving along part 7-Love on the rocks
We just moved in to Bee Bee road, on the 2nd floor of the apartment building. We were the last unit on the left . We were the first ones to live in this space, I still remember the smell of the new carpet and paint, somehow knowing I had never lived in such … More Moving along- part 6. We don’t need no stinkin men, do we?
So, it’s official. I have officially moved under the same roof as my Mother. My darling, sweet, 74 year old , GOD HELP ME , Mother.
I don’t know what it is….. The fact that it’s been four years for me and I haven’t been able to move on and find someone else? OR The fact that you seem to move from woman to woman so seamlessly, as if to brush a fly off your shirt sleeve and welcome the next … More The Haunting