Mom at 16 and 94

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week Challenge: mothers.

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Paradoxical

Fear and intimidation formed the basis of his power. To this day I tremble, afraid I’ve misstepped – parked the car wrong, forgot to close the door properly, or spoken out of turn. My father was a hand grenade with the pin perpetually pulled. He was also motivational, citing the works of Carnegie, Peale, Gibran, […]

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Buttercup

Dreamy buttercup,soothsayer of my youth, promiseda love eternal –oh, I hoped, willed it be so –naught but folly, now I see. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

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Oh, Petunia

Sweet petunia, loveexploded at first sight – sigh,never meant to last. (For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

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Blended Blessings

Marrying for the third time entailed blending families – not always an easy task. I had three; he had two – bookends to mine. Falling in love is one thing, but the chances that all parties will be enthused about the idea is another. Ric’s oldest, a son, was already an adult when we met, […]

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Third Time Lucky

I first married at nineteen, two years after I left home, and many years before I’d developed into the woman I would later be. We separated before our second wedding anniversary. Certain I was fatally flawed, I jumped at the next opportunity that came along – a relationship that would produce my three children and […]

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