Grandma
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Stubborn and Spunky
I went to visit my Grandma last week. (She is the girl with glasses in the picture above.) She is 90 years old and in a wheelchair since she had a stroke a year and a half ago. That sounds sad, doesn’t it? It is sad but at the same time, Grandma is the spunkiest lady I know. She is absolutely determined not to let a little thing like a stroke stop her. Her right side was paralyzed. Grandma is right-handed. In recent years she has taken up poetry writing and oil painting. She still does both, just with her left hand. She painstakingly types out her poems on her…
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Yesterday, When I Was Young
I looked in the mirror yesterday and saw my mother looking back at me. It was horrifying. Not because I hate my mother, I hasten to add, but because my mother is older and I am young. Or so I thought until I looked in the mirror last night. I turned 45 this month (anyone who thought they were reading a blog written by someone young and cool, I am sorry.) and I think the problem is that in my head I am still in my mid-twenties. Sometimes I find myself talking to people in that age group and I feel like I fit in until I look around and…



