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.
My past and present collided this week. Perhaps “collided” is too strong a word, because it implies force or an impact. When I think of a collision, I see destruction and violence. What happened to me wasn’t violent or destructive, but no less powerful. This is a rough time of year for me. Of course […]
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It’s Saturday night as I write this, and I’ve only just gotten home a short while ago after a pleasant dinner with a couple from back “home”. I went to school with the husband, and already felt as though I knew his wife through her Facebook posts, although we’ve only crossed paths a couple of […]
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It has been quite a whirlwind of activity (no pun intended) these past several days, beginning with Hurricane Matthew breathing down our necks. The trouble with hurricanes begins with their often highly unpredictable natures. A small shift in direction or intensity can dramatically change the outcome of their visits. In Matthew’s case, his predicted path […]
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Just when I feel I’ve turned a corner, and just maybe things will be a bit easier for me (not easy, just easier), I’m yanked backwards by some unseen force, much like an invisible rubber band that allows me to get only so far before snapping back, and I can almost hear an evil cackle […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 