I want my Mommy

I am changing.  I’m not sure I am a big fan of it.  Physically, you can see it.  Those tiny lines around my eyes are not so tiny anymore.  The dark circles under my eyes are darker.  My face just looks different.  Older.  Wiser? I’m not sure.  But definitely older. …

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Mass Exodus

Making the decision to evacuate Houston was not an easy one to make for me and my sister.  Not only did we realize that traffic would be more hellacious than we could imagine, but we didn’t know how long we would have to be away from our Mom.  At the…

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