June 30, 2009There’s another thing about being a single mom, or is it just about being me… Love actually hurts me. The feeling of feeling (again) raises some kind of pain up inside of me that I can’t shake. And then I start lashing out, sabotaging my relationships, wishing away these butterflies for fear that they will [...]
Read the full article → June 16, 2009The radio booth smelled like old men and dusty records but I liked it anyway. When Glenn Miller came on I would start dancing by myself. Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer. How can you not dance to Chattanooga Choo Choo? My Dad had introduced me to The Glenn Miller Band years earlier. [...]
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