30 July, 2018

Found another one of my articles that I had written on my laptop a while ago. The title is once again the day I probablly finished it; it just needed a few tweaks here and there. I really ought to comb through my laptop more frequently, but at least i found it. Heh, it really … Continue reading 30 July, 2018

New podcast episode: Emma at last

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Emma-and-M M. and Emma!

I want you to meet my good friend, Emma. When she was a little girl, she was just like my daughter. But no one knew her for 60 years. I’m so glad she’s here now.

You can hear Emma’s story (and the story of her friendship with me and my daughter) in the latest episode of “How to Be a Girl.”

I actually recorded this interview with Emma many, many months ago. As I’ve shared already, it’s been a challenging year, and that’s made it difficult to do much work on the podcast. But I’m hanging in there, learning a lot about myself, and I think I’m becoming both tougher and kinder (to myself and others), which feels like a good direction. Thanks for your patience with me (especially Emma! And my tirelessly supportive editor, Whitney!).

You may notice that my daughter was still in…

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Library Owner

Poetry & Stories

Hidden in the corner,
Like a quiet foreigner,
I lived day in-day out,
Witnessing all about.
Millions killed,
Bruised and burned,
Took me to places of no return.
Some robbed and murdered,
Some fought and cheated,
Broke my heart when love was defeated.
Oh! The kiss, His sweetest kiss.
Made my heart blushed as I smiled.
Saw several loved and died,
Sometimes I quietly cried.
From dusk to dawn,
Pages after pages,
I just read on.

For every book lover

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On Death Threats and the Life I Lead…

Pernille Ripp

Note:  There is offensive language in this post, not from me, but I wanted to warn you before you read it.

I was cooking dinner today when my phone went off.  Three new emails waited for me.  In between cooking dinner, catching up with my husband, and watching the kids have a water fight, I checked my email because I was waiting for an important one.

Two were comments on my blog, nothing unusual in that until I read them.  The first one said

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The next one said

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I showed my husband, Brandon, and tried to shrug it off.  After all, these aren’t the first vile comments I have received and they probably won’t be the last but he stopped me.  “What do you mean you have gotten comments like this before?  You haven’t told me that?!”

I guess in this day and age you just get used to it. …

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