Eight Wheels of Badass Joy

I can remember the first time I put on a pair of roller skates. I was 5. We had a field trip to roll-a-way skating rink for my Daisy girl scout troop. My mother strapped me into the skates and I was off. My mother was terrified because I had my tongue sticking out the... Continue Reading →

Writing Challenge – Day 16

Day 16: Something that you miss. For the majority of my youth my mother and I lived with my maternal grandparents. Grandma passed away when I was in high school, in 1996 I think, and Grandpa passed in 2001. I still miss them both terribly. My Grandmother was a retired teacher. She was fun, open,... Continue Reading →

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