This story, which I tell in three parts, took place in a span of about 10 years. As I began to feel compelled to share it a couple of years back, I did it anonymously because it was very difficult for me to share something so intimate with the world. But broken hearts come with … Continue reading The last time: Love and lust in a three part story
My gypsy life: Two countries, four cities, 35 places I’ve called ‘home’
As I was walking today I realized I was near one of the many streets I lived on while growing up in Chicago. I've talked about my gypsy life before, but I had never actually counted how many places I've lived in my 41 years on this earth. Turns out it's right about at 35. … Continue reading My gypsy life: Two countries, four cities, 35 places I’ve called ‘home’
I’ve got to stop eating? A Dear Diary moment
The LDS religion, of which I was a member for many years, believes that family history is important. They have one of, if not the, largest number of genealogical records in the world. But they're not just about researching your ancestry, they also advocate that an individual write his or her history for their progeny. … Continue reading I’ve got to stop eating? A Dear Diary moment
A flood of memories
I just found a journal and in it I have only one entry. It's of a day sometime ago. A day I don't recall specifically but I remember the general feeling of that time in my life and I can imagine that with all that was going on; that day definitely had the potential to … Continue reading A flood of memories
The Sun Rose: Remembering Lilly
The Sun Rose The sun rose yesterday without you here. As if it didn't know you were gone. Maybe it hadn't been told. So I shed my tears to let it know. Through tear blurred eyes I watched out my window thinking all would be still, but then I heard the wind blow. I heard … Continue reading The Sun Rose: Remembering Lilly
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