Tag Archives: daughter
Smother’s Day
Mother’s Day is fast approaching, the first Mother’s Day since my mother’s passing. I am trying to get all of the dread out of they way so that day doesn’t feel so bad when it gets here. I bought fake … Continue reading →
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Tagged blog, blogger, blogging, Cemetery, daughter, Death, Doctor, fake flowers, grave, gravesite, loss, mother, mother's day, mourning
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Changing Times
You know that the times they are a-changing when you have lunch with your dad and he wants to talk about Malcolm X. I tried to get out of the lunch date, not because I’m some kind of horrible daughter, … Continue reading →
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Tagged Black Lives Matter, blog, blogger, blogging, Change, Cracker Barrel, Dad, daughter, Doctor, fishing, hope, Malcolm X, NRA, womens march, writing
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