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Submitted to Contest #252
Dear Rebecca, Technically I am your actual Aunt. Think about it. I was briefly married (two years) to your father and seven years after divorcing, I married his brother. You are my actual niece! I mention this this morning because I realize I have the actual God-given right to "advise" you. I qualify. Plus I am elderly now and all (or most) elderly folk desire to advise the young. First I believe your father was a negative force in you and your brother's lives. How is that for an understatement? I believe he broke your mothe...
Submitted to Contest #246
The trip to Hot Springs was an annual joy. Being with my grandparents balanced the fact both of my parents were very preoccupied people.T To my Grandmother Daisy, I was a special child. She had one child in an era when women might have a dozen. Her sister Maud had nine children. She knew loss during pregnancy and even death of a babe upon birth. I was her second chance victory over fate. What I liked best was she was always glad to see me walk into a room. Joining her and Grandpa Yeisley staying in a cozy cabin in the State of Monta...
Submitted to Contest #211
This story contains sadness. Oh, Brigita. It has been a mere week and two days since you died. My daughter-in-law from heaven has actually gone to heaven. How I wish I could tell you our son Tim and I are talking everyday. As you would know, Tim is actually quite a silent soul. You, dear heart were the gatekeeper. You were the one with e-mail and face book posts and telephone calling. He needs to talk and I think it is very healthy. He is sharing every moment of these past three months. You didn't want to leave him or Jacob or Nora. He says ...
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