Mama Was a Clear Communicator
Mama scouted for bookstores in her area that would host me when The Cracker Queen first came out. This is how she indicated that a
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Mama scouted for bookstores in her area that would host me when The Cracker Queen first came out. This is how she indicated that a
Dearest Darlin’ Ones, When in Italy last fall, I got more than just delectable vino and gelato: I got clarity about some life purpose things.
You already know it’s going to end badly. It did. But there’s something to be said for self-dignity, too.
I recently posted this photo on my Facebook page. Folks left sweet comments about how pretty Mama was. But truth be told, she was in
Mama’s last months grew increasingly darker. Fiercely angry that she had not yet died, she became more and more sullen, resentful, and silent…and then this