Everyone in our family knows about my mother’s nerves. And those nerves are bad.
I have secretly feared this for a long time but I’ve kept pushing that fear back into the box marked ‘later’.
My fear consumed my waking and sleeping moments – it was time to confront it.
Why had this bully singled me out? Why was I such an easy target?
Right here right now, my home is on the cusp.
Short, dark and handsome and faster than Usain Bolt.
What is it with mice and me?
Sometimes, making a connection makes you the odd one out.
It’s just my boogie board and me…and another lady with a boogie board. She gives me a welcome nod as I emerge from a full-body dunking.
Does ‘see you soon’ mean ‘goodbye’?
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