Relinquishing the blog for the night. Showed it to Dad, not sure how he felt. He has a habit of blocking me so im on my merry way without him for now. So, bless all; and to all a good night.

im understanding what it was like for her all those years when telling ths truth meant two different things, one, the most gracious and sophisticated patter of hospitality and support of loved ones, giving of herself to the community that was foreign to her; even as a woman of twenty great with child. Then, her … Continue reading my mother is in England →

my ex-husband Sandy (which is short for Alexander in Canada) said once, "People named Mike always do rhe wtong thing." I have seen a few instances of that in my life. Of course its just a silly bug-a-boo. Bit there were two horrific instances in my young life involving a "Mike." The first was in … Continue reading 3 x Mike →

from my going out to my coming in, i been HARMED by my father's paranoid hatassment, generally unheatd or unspoken, relating to the horrible moment i so often reference when he tried to touch my breasts when i was layong in bed in fbe morning when i was 17 at home on Christmas vacation from … Continue reading For44 years… →

what have the last 10 years here in PA been about? Meaningless. Meamingless, (i assume that my reader catches the Biblical allusion to Ecclesiates.) i referred to Samual Johnson's "Rasselas" in my college application personal essay about running away from home. Another traveler in search of meaning/happinesss. my first try at the essay ended on … Continue reading Meaningless →

in the past this was usually negative or mixed. This time it is unalloyed. Right now its still in the works and i can't talk about it. There are LOTS of people involved. Justice is beimg done.

an undergraduate literature literary magazine held as sacred to those who belong or follow. i was a member for about two months and then was asked to run tor"President. Not "Editor," but "President." That was how the Executive Board was run. My immediate reaction was, "Of course not." Then, when i was truly desperate, Adam … Continue reading Abt the Harvard Advocate… →

that was the real me back in late high school when--after the incident with my father which i tevealrd in my last post--i started interacting with young men my own age. That was the silver lining to that cloud. urageme t Only, that didnt get settled that way as it should have.e rhstus issusees. And … Continue reading Bad strange weird person: the real me →

woed to the wise. i am not tryung to start anythung with old friends i am just trying to clear up old relationships where so much waa left on the table.

did you save my life or betray me at the worst moment? i went to that new years eve party with rhe worst motive. and i doubted that it would be satisfied, then you kissed me under the missletoe and said youd come to my house. I left the party thinking nothing would happen. when … Continue reading bobbie →