Tag: writing
member name: dianne j.
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September 20, 2007 10:22 AM EDT --
When I was in fourth grade, my mother got fed up with the Catholic school we were attending. She hadn’t been happy with the previous Catholic school either. Religion was taught by fear and intimidation. . . .
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August 08, 2007 09:46 AM EDT --
Written March 4, 2004
My mother’s mother (Nana) came to live with us when my father went to jail. I was seven. Nana had a house back in Peabody, but no means of support. Mum thought she could use . . .
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October 02, 2007 10:18 AM EDT --
The trees begin to burn with the colors of flame
In the air, a hint of coolness foretells the passing of summer
The moon hangs low and large, catching the glow of fire
And flowers share . . .
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February 14, 2008 04:16 PM EST --
This is the second of a 3-part series about my life at 35 Archbold Road. This part, although chronologically all over the place, provides background that I thought was needed before Part . . .
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August 22, 2007 10:26 AM EDT --
I hadn’t been living in Australia long before Tim and I started looking for a house to buy. I had never owned my own home, so I found it very exciting. That is, until we started looking. I thought . . .
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September 13, 2007 08:10 AM EDT --
My first memories of coffee are as a child. When I would ask my mother for coffee (to make me feel grown up), she would make "gray coffee" — a mixture of cream and sugar with a little coffee . . .
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October 30, 2007 08:27 PM EDT --
October leaves reflect the colors of my spirit
Bright and subtle hues of many moods
Flames of love, fires of passion
Warm embers of longing
And soothing shades of compassion
October leaves . . .
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March 01, 2008 10:35 AM EST --
I have been going home now for over two years. It all started when my mother had a stroke that put her in a nursing home. I decided I needed to move back to Michigan to be near her and to support my sister, . . .
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June 27, 2007 10:03 AM EDT --
When I decided to leave Lansing, I chose California because it was as far away as I could drive and still be in the United States. I consulted a fault map because I wanted nothing to do with earthquakes. . . .
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August 30, 2007 02:12 PM EDT --
As my due date approached, I was both elated and exhausted. Elated because, after three miscarriages (and five years), I was finally going to have the baby I wanted so badly. Exhausted because I was the . . .
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October 03, 2007 01:54 PM EDT --
I have never used Gather as a forum for ranting, but today I am so angry, I have to let it out somewhere. The longer my mother spends in a nursing home, the more experience I have with the Medicaid system, . . .
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July 11, 2007 09:11 PM EDT --
Funerals are for the Living
Written July 11, 2007
When I was young, I hated funerals. My first experience with the death of a loved one came when my grandmother (my Sito) died the day after my 13th birthday. . . .
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February 03, 2009 10:00 PM EST --
I haven't had a lot of time for writing or for crafting lately. I'm just getting my Christmas decorations put away. But I have found the time for a little creative activity.
My mother was in . . .
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August 06, 2008 10:26 PM EDT --
Fireflies
Glowing, flitting
Here, there, in front, in back
Delighting the eye and the soul.
Twinkling points in the fading light of day
Disappear as the sky darkens
To be replaced by stars . . .
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February 22, 2008 12:44 PM EST --
Pretty Beads
pretty beads
dancing in the light
that falls on pale skin
pretty beads
colors of the rainbow
adorning lifelessness
pretty beads
are all that's left
of the color . . .
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December 04, 2009 10:23 PM EST --
As I approached college graduation, I started thinking more and more about the future . . . at least the immediate future. I was still working as a bartender and making enough money to support myself . . .
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February 13, 2008 01:02 AM EST --
I met him in Madrid - in a campground. He appeared to be travelling with two girls, but it turned out that they were short-term companions. After they left, he found an excuse to introduce himself -- . . .
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August 01, 2007 12:15 PM EDT --
Carol is my sister — my older sister. She is exactly nine days older than my older brother. I always wanted an older sister and when I was 17, I finally got one.
I met Carol at Western Michigan . . .
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September 01, 2007 10:59 AM EDT --
It was late September. I had just returned from vacation when the phone call came. A friend and I had visited Seattle, then flown to Juneau to catch an 11-day cruise back to Seattle, stopping all along . . .
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September 04, 2007 10:09 AM EDT --
As I sit here in my living room, empty but for this one chair and small folding table at which I work, the words of that song keep running through my head. "Closing time. Time for you to go out . . .
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