My world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
I put on make-up today for the first time in several weeks. Well… maybe the term “make-up” is a bit of a stretch. Mascara. I put on mascara. But it’s a start. And earrings, too. And a skirt instead of yoga pants, which have been my go-to fashion of late. I’ve cared too little about […]
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Many moons ago (and I’m not telling exactly how many… mainly because I don’t feel like doing the math), this gorgeous, dark-haired hunk walked into my high school cafeteria after classes were done and waited for me to walk out of the gym where I had been playing intramural volleyball. As I exited the door, […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 