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My car’s name is Dolly Parton. Yes, it is, she told me. Alright before you call someone on me, let me explain. Last summer when she came into my life, my older car, Delilah, went to car heaven. It was hard to say goodbye to Delilah since we were together for 14 yrs. She held…
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When I was a kid, Shamu was the infamous captive Orca (killer whale) made famous at SeaWorld. When I was in the sixth grade, (decades after the real Shamu died) a boy sent me a note asking me to be his girlfriend. I checked the “yes” box and was awkwardly embarrassed to receive a pencil…
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Dorothy said it best. “There’s no place like home.”[1] Have you ever been homesick? It’s the strangest thing. I can say without a doubt that the one recognizable feeling I have felt my entire life, is homesickness. Is that a feeling? I don’t know. Nonetheless I can recall being a child and feeling like a…
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“My name is Valentine, and yes, that’s my real name.” It’s the tag line that somehow always escapes my mouth when meeting new people. Its usually met with great curiosity, but it’s almost always followed up with, “I won’t forget that!” It’s true. I leave a lasting impression. Yet it’s not because of my name,…
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“Ah-ha!” I nearly blurted out loud as my “ah-ha” moment woke me from a sour night of tortured sleep. It was the second time in a year that I had been met with the inappropriate demands of a man and this time, I was angry. No one prepares you for abandonment. Having been raised by…
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I held the door open for a war veteran. He must have been in his late 80’s. He was scooting along with his walker with the wobbled pace of a fickle summer breeze. His “Korean War Veteran” cap in place, and his sweet inviting smile, (which came as a shock to me considering what it…
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