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The foggy night made Greta scoff as she pulled out of the ramp garage. It was 9:30 p.m., and she was exhausted. Not only had she promised Karen she'd stay late so that Karen could trick or treat with her little ones, she also ended up being about 40 minutes behind on her charting due to working with what could on...
This article is not a place for judgment; pro-vaccinators attack non-vaccinators readily. But there is a world of information out there regarding vaccines; one must review it and come to their own personal decisions. First, one needs to review the history of vaccines and timeline for eradication of childhood illnesses - ther...
It all started, or shall I say, ended, with Kiss' Beth. Suddenly, the make-up did not seem so masculine anymore. When an iconic band sold out by compromising themselves with a tune that even the preppies with their alligator polos could sing along with, they lost some of the bad-boy respect and true sense of metal. After Bet...
In one moment she is confident. Through the raging fire she has produced this chubby being which tumbles and unfolds in a miraculous manner. She reaches and the slick baby howls with shock, confusion and a need for love. She gathers him to her sweaty bosom with no regard for modesty - she will love him! She looks to Joe for ...
Raindrops She is not herself as she is but as she was as she presses her face to the cool window. Raindrops drizzle against the glass, Silhouetted by the hazy light of the lamppost below. She traces the raindrop with her trembling finger along its weary path. Sometimes the drop joins other beads, pauses, and then continues o...
Dew clinging to fertile green grass Holds on longer these mornings. The songs of the birds; now shorter. Leaves are swirling; their graceful last dance. Vibrant colors of harvest rapture the eyes, the last call before the darkness. It's fall.
Out of the darkness, she feels that familiar 'poke, poke' at her back. She scrunches one eye open at the digital: 6:05. She tries to close it quickly and feign sleep, but the poking is more persistent and is now accompanied by a luxurious back rub she cannot help but enjoy. "Are you kidding me?" she thinks, but t...
A hapless face calling out to the sun A resting place when the journey is done No feelings, no heartache a solitary stand Nothing at stake a life not so grand A soul less face unknown friend or foe Alone in his place The scarecrow
An important thing to know about labor: they call it labor for a reason. They do not call it day at the spa or magazine reading. Even though for those who opt for an epidural - many will have to push a watermelon through a pinhole at some point. Many of those who opt for an epidural will have to reach a point where they can ...
Jennifer Carey
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