Why Once a Time a Time?
I’ve always done a lot of thinking - and a lot of remembering - in this brain of mine. I share the fruits of that thinking most effectively in writing, often in the form of stories.
When I was a little girl, before I’d learned the art of writing, however, I would avail the adults in my life with my stories and I’d begin with the (obviously misheard but adorably uttered) words, “Once a Time a Time…”
Category Archives: Observations a la Gina
A Key to Me
(This post is part of a series chronicling my Women on the Verge journey. Read all updates in the series.) When my ex (before we were officially split) moved out of state to take a job (at long last, he would … Continue reading
She Doesn’t Know She Can Fly
(This post is part of a series chronicling my Women on the Verge journey. Read all updates in the series.) I’m going to start out, Gentle Reader, with an outlandish proclamation in which I hope you’ll indulge me: Cats can fly. … Continue reading
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Listening to Trump is Like Living With My Emotionally Abusive Ex-Husband Again
In case you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to live with an emotionally abusive husband, all you have to do is listen to Trump. I’ve been triggered by him every day of his presidency – and for a large portion … Continue reading
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In My Room
Or,… Finding Inner Peace at Home While the World’s in Turmoil This COVID-19 quarantine, I’ve decided, is going to change me. And I’m not only going to let it change me, I’m going to encourage it to do so. In … Continue reading
How the Past Two Years Have Prepared Me to More Calmly Cope With COVAD-19 (Part III)
(The short version…our life’s been like this for us for over two years – falling headlong from one frightening personal disaster to the next.) This is the third installment of several chronicling the most difficult two years of our life. … Continue reading
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