When I was a little girl, I’d rush home after school, gobble up tea and bread, hurry through my homework and go sit in the hallway outside my sister Irene’s locked bedroom door. I was enthralled by that neat room and grown girl treasures. She’s been gone 8 years but I can still smell herContinue reading “ANTICIPATION”
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Don’t Make me Bathe!
I passionately despised baths as a little kid. It was the worst thing ever. I went as many days as I could without one and considered each day a great personal victory. Inevitably, it would fall on my brother Michael to get me into the bathtub. He would start the day off by saying, “TodayContinue reading “Don’t Make me Bathe!”