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Memories Baking with Mawmaw
My grandmother (Mawmaw) did a lot of baking when I was growing up. When I was about 3 or 4 years old is when she started pulling a chair up next to the counter, let me stand in the chair and help her. I have so many memories of making cakes, pies and various other…
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Living with Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria
Being an adult and living with what my doctor says is a “severe case of ADHD, Sensory Processing Disorder and Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria” is not easy. While I was diagnosed as an adult the diagnosis answered a LOT of questions I have had about myself all of my life. Per my doctor this is exaggerated…
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Returning after visiting Australia
My son and I recently visited Australia together. It was my second trip since May 2022 and was my son’s first time visiting another country. It was the trip of a lifetime for my son. He got to experience walking in a rain forest, seeing koalas and wallabies, going to cafes, riding Puffing Billy, going…
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A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Ever hear the phrase “a picture is worth a thousand words”? Growing up I remember hearing that phrase many times. Sometimes, it doesn’t have to be an actual photograph, it can be something you actually see then frame it in your mind like a picture. I like to dabble in photography. Nothing fancy, not a…
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Ever wish you could go back in time?
My uncle sent me this picture a few weeks ago. It’s of me and my maternal grandparents on my 7th birthday. I don’t remember this day very well. Over the years, I’ve blocked out so much of my childhood that even some of the good times got filed away. How I wish I could remember…
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Going back to 1974
Jumping back to 1974 when we moved out of the mobile home on the little hill next to my grandparent’s house and into the old wooden house just about a mile or two from my grandparent’s house. Other than spending time with my best friend, Stacy while we lived there, that old house holds many,…
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A Very Special Friendship
Growing up in a small town where there were more boys than girls and going to a private school in the city where you have no friends was not easy. I did have one very special friend. Her name was Stacy. She had cystic fibrosis and people would not let their kids play with her.…
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My First Teddy Bear
If we all look back at our childhoods, I’m pretty sure we will find that we all had a favorite stuffed animal. Mine was a teddy bear. It was given to me by my uncle’s then girlfriend when I was pretty young, maybe 3 or 4 years old. It was a turquoise and white bear…
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Letters from WWII
Last night I pulled out some old letters my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while he was serving in WWII. When I was younger I found these in a drawer in my grandparents house and would occasionally pull them out and read them. Now that my grandparents are gone, these letters are in my possession…
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My Old Swing
My grandparents bought me a swing set when I was about 3 years old. It had yellow arms that stretched down to the ground with a blue bar across the top that held the different types of swings. There were chains that held two different yellow seats in the middle. On one end of the…
From Past to Present
Surviving childhood abuse, living with severe ADHD, sensory processing disorder and rejection sensitivity dysphoria. Looking back on family memories and other tidbits.
From Past to Present 