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    The One and Only

    Growing up, this is the story I requested more frequently than most. Though of course my mother will always tell it better but I'll make an attempt:

    My mother was eight on the day that my grandmother brought my aunt home from the hospital. My mother was to attend church with my great aunt and her cousins. Instead of going to church she opted to go out with her brothers and my grandfather to a Long Island beach. Because of course! If the men were allowed to have a beach day then so should she. While out in the Atlantic, one thing led to another and she was caught in a wave, pulled down into the ocean and almost drowned.

    After surviving that ordeal they all went home to my grandparent's house in Queens. My mother, having had enough of the ocean, decided to focus on land-based activity. She decided to head out for a bike ride. Remember that this all happened on the same day; the beach and now a bike ride. She goes out on her bike and is involved in a hit and run where she was the victim. A driver came speeding by and hit her on her bike. She awoke in the hospital with a broken shoulder and leg. She would go on to spend the rest of the summer in a wheelchair.

    So! Today is my mother’s birthday. I'm happy you survived your eighth year and got through a few more.

    Happy Birthday, Peg. I love you the moon and the stars.


    Break Up, Make Up

    "During this particular chat we make Beltway jokes. I can feel his smile and remember the way he used to sit next to me at a restaurant bar. His arm wrapped around the back of my chair as he leaned in and beamed. Everything was an inside joke and by the end of the evening the bartender was a member of our secret club."

    Read more at Tue/Night where I'm talking about break ups and heart break and that time I ate Coldstone Creamery every day for a month.


    A Metaphor

    "Often people attempt to live their lives backwards; they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want, so they will be happier. The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want." ~Margaret Young

    There is no better time than the present to jump right in. I am confident that the water will be just fine.

    Thank you, Margit for the capture and Stacy for the pool/hot tub/belly laughs/food for thought.

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