The Graduation Party “Alan, come zip my dress, please!” I holler to my husband from our first-floor bedroom. The room is spotless, just like the rest of the house, for the party later. “And see if you can find my phone! I’ve got to call Rosa to confirm her being…

This is the saddest story that I will ever have to write. — “I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.” Edgar Allan Poe I first met my friend Mark, in Ohio, where we were both from, when we were teenagers. We were each other’s first young love. We only parted because my family moved several states away. However, we stayed in…

“Is this Mark? It’s Amy, from North Carolina,” I said, when he answered the phone. “Amy? Amy? Wow….yes it’s Mark,” he replied. “How are you?” “I’m good,” I replied. “Is this a good time to chat?” “Yeah….,” he replied slowly, sounding somewhat in awe. “I got your number from Terri…

I just can’t do this anymore.

Dreams are torture for me. I often dream of things that mirror some of the traumatic experiences in my life. My most recurring dream is that I am still working for Mr. “S”. My 25 years of working with this controlling, lecherous, gross old man haunt me in my dreams…

From the prompt “Expectations of My Partner” — the DailyOM.com When I first met my husband on a blind date over 30 years ago, I was at a point in my life completely bereft of any hope or expectations. I was 30 years old and had spent 15 years in and out of relationships, not all bad, but none ultimately…

From a prompt from the DailyOM.com I don’t think there was any time in my life when my self-expectations were so high as when I had my first child. Up until that point I had pretty much coasted through my life with little to no expectations except to make enough money to live, literally. I didn’t follow the somewhat standard path of my peers by going to college because that opportunity wasn’t available to me. Nothing was really available to me that compelled me to create any type of expectations; I simply had to go to work and get through each day.

From the prompt of the DailyOM.com Today’s prompt is to write about the loves of my life. That seems a bit treacly. Doesn’t every writer write about their great loves at some point in their lives? For example, for me, that would be the love I have for my children…

A few years back I had all my old VHS tapes converted to digital and placed in a cloud account for which I pay an annual fee to have access to anytime I want. It was a great idea and it was and is money well spent. …