Miss Tillie, my Sunday School Teacher held my attention like no other before or since, giving the class candy, bubble gum, and tiny little paper umbrellas if we learned our Bible verses. Mother thought she ought not to bribe us to do our lessons. I thought
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Learning to live with PTSD
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Learning to live with PTSD
Searching, settling, sauteeing and spritzing
Rants and Raves of An Old Fart
MC Clark
Mimi Matthews
Peace. Tranquility. Insanity.
Life in the mountains
Tracing a life through stories of death. Sometimes funny, sometimes not.
Cancer Messed with the Wrong Hellion
EMBERS FROM SOMEONE DOGGEDLY TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF IT ALL...
