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5114 days

That is 14 years plus the extra leap days. It is still hard to believe that it has been that long since my Mom was found dead in her itty bitty apartment in San Francisco. I still can remember having … Continue reading

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10 years goes by in the blink of an eye

My sister has been gone for 10 years. That still doesn’t seem possible. How can she be dead? How could it already have been a decade? Recently I read a book called The Terrible Thing that Happened to Barnaby Brocket. … Continue reading

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summer camp

It’s that time of year again, when parents pack up their kids and send them off to camp. My sister and I attended both day camp and sleep away camp on and off from the time we were 8 and … Continue reading

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to be a child in an amazon world

Today I heard this story about a woman whose 6-year old son managed to order himself (and 4-year old brother) a few things off Amazon early one Saturday morning. It made me think of a few things: Even if you … Continue reading

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my last sisterly act

I often tell the story of how I went to have a blood test in the hospital lab and ended up hitting my head on a metal grate and going into seizure. The part I usually leave out is how … Continue reading

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the yellow bikes

When I was growing up,  the first of June became an almost second birthday to me. It was, of course, my sister’s birthday – not mine. It was just that my grandmother felt my sister wasn’t good at sharing, and … Continue reading

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on showers

Recently I was reminded of a funny story about my sister. It happened during the last summer we spent at our grandmother’s house. We were invited to spend a week with our cousins. They had been grounded that week. I … Continue reading

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