Category: Memory
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5 years without Mia
I call myself decent at remembering birthdays, but I’m terrible at remembering dates of tragedies. I suppose this is mostly a good thing. However, Facebook Memories was here to remind me at 3am when I woke to let the dog out that 5 years ago today, I was lying in bed beside my grandmother, Mia,…
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Recording moments in time
A few years ago I went through a period of time where I was working one and a half days a week for a newspaper in York, SC, designing their weekly newspaper. Every Monday night I would spend the night at my grandmother’s in Lake Wylie, as her house was closer to the newspaper office and…
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Recording moments in time
A few years ago I went through a period of time where I was working one and a half days a week for a newspaper in York, SC, designing their weekly newspaper. Every Monday night I would spend the night at my grandmother’s in Lake Wylie, as her house was closer to the newspaper office and…
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On training bras and doing whatever your friends tell you to do
It’s 1980-something and I’m in the back of mom’s station wagon, sitting on blue vinyl with my neighbor Lauren sitting across from me, and we’re on the way to school. Jenny and Kevin are in the car as well. Lauren says to me, “Why don’t you ask your mom if the tooth fairy is real?” It’s…
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An exboyfriend, some fake boobs and a stalker
There was something about Jason* that caught my eye the moment I saw him. I was working as the receptionist at the Jeep dealership, and he was a Jeep owner. And when Jason’s ice-blue eyes looked into mine and he told me he was bartending at a restaurant in Fort Mill and that I should come…
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Losing a friend, and then really losing a friend
It didn’t feel real to me when she died. It had been years since I had seen Anna, years since we had last spoken. Sadly, our last conversation had been a difficult one, and we had both ended up in tears. After that I had tried to put her and the high school drama behind me…
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Losing a friend, and then really losing a friend
It didn’t feel real to me when she died. It had been years since I had seen Anna, years since we had last spoken. Sadly, our last conversation had been a difficult one, and we had both ended up in tears. After that I had tried to put her and the high school drama behind me…
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Free car for sex? Why not?
If you haven’t known me for longer than a decade, you may not know that I spent several years in high school and college working for car dealerships. I was a receptionist, among other things (file clerk, errand runner, customer service representative, DMV goer, service cashier, lunch getter, etc.) Let me tell you – working…
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‘If it means nothing to you / Why do you sing with me at all?’
I just finished reading a blog post that sent me into a song frenzy. EDW does a wonderful job of explaining “song crushes” and that moment when you hear a song for the first time that just speaks to you, and you instantly have to find out how to get your hands on it and…
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An escape to Florida fixes everything
Twenty years ago yesterday, I went to bed in my room with a window facing the front of the house and prepared to get some zzz’s before another day at the grind, otherwise known as the sixth grade. A few hours later I was gently awakened by Mom, who told me that just to be…
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An escape to Florida fixes everything
Twenty years ago yesterday, I went to bed in my room with a window facing the front of the house and prepared to get some zzz’s before another day at the grind, otherwise known as the sixth grade. A few hours later I was gently awakened by Mom, who told me that just to be…
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When in Philly …
I told Justin I had to tell him this story after he spent the weekend in Philly recently: If you visit Philadelphia, of course you have to get a Philly cheese steak. Unless of course, you are like me and you don’t like cheese steak. But seriously, it’s an experience. Bear with me on the…
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On social graces
I was talking to Jenny yesterday and we were discussing some social faux pas, such as staring at someone’s computer screen while they are working, or watching someone nursing a baby a little too closely … Truthfully, I think many of these sorts of things happen when people are zoning out, not paying attention. Looking…
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On social graces
I was talking to Jenny yesterday and we were discussing some social faux pas, such as staring at someone’s computer screen while they are working, or watching someone nursing a baby a little too closely … Truthfully, I think many of these sorts of things happen when people are zoning out, not paying attention. Looking…
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Where I was
Last year, I was in New York City and I heard the names being read, first on the TV in my hotel room. Later I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge into Manhattan, and they were still reading. So many names. It was so quiet in that corner of the city, that section where the towers…
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It all started with a fall weekend in the mountains …
So it seems only fitting that we would get married on a fall weekend in the mountains as well. 10 years, in pictures. Almost 10 years ago I met Jeff at his mother’s house on Cedar Mountain on Thanksgiving weekend. I attended as a guest of Colleen’s (his sister, my college roommate) and I had…
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It all started with a fall weekend in the mountains …
So it seems only fitting that we would get married on a fall weekend in the mountains as well. 10 years, in pictures. Almost 10 years ago I met Jeff at his mother’s house on Cedar Mountain on Thanksgiving weekend. I attended as a guest of Colleen’s (his sister, my college roommate) and I had…
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Drunk and pregnant
My grandmother – we called her Grandmama – was very poised and proper. She was the only adult I knew that would sleep until 10 a.m. (I must take after her), then stroll out of her bedroom in her silk nightgown, her hair done, and enjoy her cup of coffee in an actual teacup and…
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So I had this dream last night …
Just kidding, I’m not going there (for you non-Facebookers, I posted that I had weird, good dreams and it was requested that I blog about it – which I will not do, since Lance’s young ears would be disturbed … wait, Lance, I thought you were older than me!) I was told it might be…
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So I had this dream last night …
Just kidding, I’m not going there (for you non-Facebookers, I posted that I had weird, good dreams and it was requested that I blog about it – which I will not do, since Lance’s young ears would be disturbed … wait, Lance, I thought you were older than me!) I was told it might be…
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And he didn’t want to be seen with me …
Chris’ comment on one of my posts recently reminded me of a story: Last year I was in Athens visiting Chris, and one of the things we had promised each other we would do during my week here was to have a crazy workout schedule. We made a pact that above all else, workouts would…
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And he didn’t want to be seen with me …
Chris’ comment on one of my posts recently reminded me of a story: Last year I was in Athens visiting Chris, and one of the things we had promised each other we would do during my week here was to have a crazy workout schedule. We made a pact that above all else, workouts would…
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The adventures of Mia: Don’t play dead at a hospital
I like to entertain my friends with the funny stories and situations my 93-year-old grandmother (she turned 93 yesterday!) has decided to grace our presence with. She is a) hard of hearing, and b) willing to say whatever is on her mind, which can be a dangerous combination … The problem with writing about the…
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The adventures of Mia: Don’t play dead at a hospital
I like to entertain my friends with the funny stories and situations my 93-year-old grandmother (she turned 93 yesterday!) has decided to grace our presence with. She is a) hard of hearing, and b) willing to say whatever is on her mind, which can be a dangerous combination … The problem with writing about the…