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Remnants of an ongoing battle with the past – Dealing with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

                      Flashbacks. Last weekend David and I were sitting on the couch watching the 49‘s game. One minute our team is winning, the next minute an innocent commercial rips through the comfort of our home. The commercial depicts a boy with tire tread running the […]

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The here and why

*** It’s here!!! ***                           A month ago, I wrote a blog post that detailed my reason for writing. Why do I write? But why did I write this story? First, I have to say, it is a novel. It is a work […]

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Why do I write?

                    To paint a picture. A picture that gives real perspective. A perspective that goes beyond our Sunday best and drives us into the heart of others. For the last several years, since I started taking this writing journey seriously, I’ve asked myself this question often.Whatever […]

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A day of soccer and thank you’s

A few weeks ago, my twelve year old son started soccer in a fifteen and under division. Not only is he a rookie, but he is also at least a foot shorter than most of the other players. At a game last night, our team started the last quarter ahead by two. The goalie had […]

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Things Change…

Hey! Remember me? I know it’s been awhile. Believe it or not, I ran out of things to say. At least things I thought would actually be coherent. So, I dropped off the blogging grid. Took a hiatus. But I’m back. And before I go any further, it needs saying that I’m not guaranteeing coherent […]

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Today’s news in Connecticut

Yesterday, I started to write this blog. It was totally different. I was going to take a break. Let you know that I would be back after the holidays. And then I saw the news today. That in itself is a miracle. Since I live in the middle of nowhere we have no television. But […]

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Thanksgiving Memory

“Are you ready?” He smiled at me as I climbed in and he shut the door. “Uh-huh!” I glanced at him so that he wouldn’t see the terror in my eyes. Calm down! He’s not taking you to jail. And he pulled the patrol car out of the driveway. “I’m probably not going to write any […]

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Back the Badge

  I’ve written about being a part of the thin blue line. Joining the prestigious family of law enforcement as the spouse of an officer. In those early years, I learned a great deal. Don’t leave the garage door open all day. Don’t answer the door during the middle of the day. Give my husband […]

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The Invisible Blue Line

There isn’t a gold star pinned to my chest or a gun at my hip. I don’t carry handcuffs with me (although I have thought about it. Having three kids and all.) No one has ever died in my arms. I have never had to pick up a detached limb off the freeway. But, I […]

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The Weight of the World

The annual Halloween party has come and gone. This year, it was held the night of our epic moving sale. Epic in the sense that all living room furniture is gone and all bedroom furniture from our bedroom is gone save our bed. I watched it all drive off to new homes. Saying good-bye to […]

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