When talking about my generation, I’m considered Gen X. A label used to describe Americans born between 1965 – 1980. Adults in autumn who are between the ages of 44-59. Adults who remember springtime childhoods of growing up in an America that no longer exists. An America completely unrecognizable today.
Category Archives: Personal Stories
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Oct
Oct
During those rare occasions when I was alone at home, I would secretly live out my alter ego as a famous artist. Performing for my introvert-friendly audience, safely residing in my imagination. My family in absentia. I began preparing for my performance by opening the lid on the stereo console when electronics were furniture. Carefully […]
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Sep
Sep
We had a dog, an Irish Setter appropriately named Casey. Walking her meant opening the backdoor. Secure in the knowledge she was imprisoned by the grey diamond chain link fence from Sears that caged the perimeter of our backyard. Being careful in winter not to touch it with any moist body parts, as in A Christmas […]
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Jul
Jul
My heart is now filled with the peace of God. Giving and receiving love seems natural, second nature, and even ordinary. This is how I want to live my life and how God wants me to live my life. Empathy, kindness, and generosity are limitless gifts for both myself and the world. I no longer […]