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It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t) – Part 2

(Note: I am posting this on the one year anniversary of the initial event.) I made it through the first part of my journey, which was getting to the emergency room.  At this point, I still don’t think anyone took me seriously.  After checking in with the office, despite all my symptoms, I had to… Continue reading It’s probably a panic attack (it wasn’t) – Part 2

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🥚How did that end up in my eye?🥚

An eyelash in the eye is uncomfortable.  Anything else is excruciating.  I cannot fully explain the story of how I ended up with a pigeon’s egg in my eye, but I’ll try.  It was a warm day, and I was riding my tricycle in the backyard.  I was around 4 years old.  My mother was… Continue reading 🥚How did that end up in my eye?🥚

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💃🏾Flashback Friday – I’ll Never Dance Again💃🏾

I mentioned before that I was a dramatic teenager. I have to admit that I was also a dramatic child. Growing up, one of my favorite activities was dancing. I never had lessons, beyond one summer of tap, so I was mostly self-taught. I particularly loved trying to imitate Janet Jackson, Paula Abdul and Madonna.… Continue reading 💃🏾Flashback Friday – I’ll Never Dance Again💃🏾

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🤬Flashback Friday – 6-year old potty mouth🤬

Do you remember the character on Tiny Toons, Foulmouth? He was a rooster that used language that had to be beeped out of the cartoon. When I was six, I was a lot like that rooster, without the benefit of censors. After my father's death, I rebelled against his strict parenting. I decided to use… Continue reading 🤬Flashback Friday – 6-year old potty mouth🤬

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🧓🏾🥩Flashback Friday- The terrible thing I said at my Grandma’s wake🧓🏾🥩

Trigger warnings: death and a funeral In last week's post, I mentioned a trip to my mother's hometown for her mother's funeral. I was only 3 and a half and didn't understand death at all. (By the way, saying that someone who is deceased is sleeping is downright creepy.) I guess it was a sign… Continue reading 🧓🏾🥩Flashback Friday- The terrible thing I said at my Grandma’s wake🧓🏾🥩

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🦆Flashback Friday: I can’t be the only one who lost a fight with a duck🦆

It is fortunate (sometimes unfortunate) that I have the ability to remember things that happened when I was very young. I don't remember everything, but impactful events stick out to me. I was about 3 and a half years old. My family and I (minus my Dad, he stayed behind) went to my mother's hometown… Continue reading 🦆Flashback Friday: I can’t be the only one who lost a fight with a duck🦆