Last dance. Last call. Last chance! Last fall. Last drink. Last day. My kids say last day instead of yesterday, which, as my mom says, actually makes sense since we say last night. From the moment we are shot forth from the warm safe bellies from whence we came, we've had firsts and we've had …
Snapping Bras on the School Bus – It Is More Than “Boys Will Be Boys”
It started about 4th or 5th grade. I don’t remember when it hit, exactly, but I know I was young. It seems that my entire “period of growth” lasted from about 10 years old ending only when I entered high school. Riding the bus was a living nightmare. We lived in a new neighborhood - …
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I Will Still Be Here – Detaching with Love with Hope
You can try to punch me in the face with your fists, but I will still be here. You can nail me to the wall with your words, but I will still be here. You can push me away with all your seemingly crazy behavior, but I will still be here. You can cry and …
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Too Sober For This 