The Best Broken Promise

I had made up my mind that I was through with love. In accepting the relocation package that my job offered, I was determined to move on; to put the past behind me and live peacefully, happily and alone. This was a promise to myself that I intended to keep.

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The Handprint of a Name

© 2009 Leiah Bowden My husband, Lee, and I raised our Seth in “the Stockade,” the nation’s first designated Historic District. Folks had been living in Schenectady, New York since the 1600’s, but when we lived there the neighborhood was at the peak of its local fame as an artsy corner of the post-industrial town, otherwise...

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My Son, My Teacher

Perhaps we all believe that our children should grow up to be "perfect"... to go to college, get married, have children, be successful… and from such we will reap great joy. I certainly believed that.

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Bunk Bed Blunder

For a full twenty minutes I begged my older sister to trade bunks with me for one measly night. I just had to know the thrill of sleeping in the top bunk bed or die of disappointment. Life is just that dramatic when you’re eight years old.

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The Story Of Rose

I was the nurse assigned to Rose that evening shift in the Coronary Care Unit. Three days prior, she had suffered a heart attack. As I made my rounds and introduced myself, her petite body seemed frail and nearly invisible beneath the white-weave blanket. Though of the age where women color their hair blue-gray and wear it in tight pin curls, Rose wore her short, wavy white hair in a soft, carefree style. Her complexion was nearly wrinkle-free. Although her skin was pale and she seemed tired, her blue eyes sparkled. Progressing through my patient assessment, I noted the hint of pink returning to her face, revealing a glimpse of this vibrant, full-of-life woman.

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The Power of Hugs

Here’s Something to Feel Good About Today! Do you believe in the power of a hug? I can’t think of anything that connects people heart to heart more quickly then a giant embrace. Don’t wait for some else to initiate it, be the hugger and watch what happens. There isn’t anyone who won’t benefit from...

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Daring to Snorkel

On vacation, I like to pretend I’m a different person. A person who loves adventure, who tries new things, who revels in challenges. A person who thinks there’s nothing more wonderful than tossing aside everyday routines.

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My Dream Came True

In 1975, a year after a difficult divorce, I decided to do something special for myself and get silicone implants. It was no big deal, everyone was doing it

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CPR On My Heart

One blustery Saturday afternoon, I stood on the curb beside my brother’s minivan. I had not seen Ray in many years and we rarely talked, but his trip from Maine to a business conference in Buffalo had allowed a brief visit with me in Corning, New York.

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My Sister, Pam

© Heather Summerhayes Cariou Her hands were larger than mine; her heart too, for that matter. She was twenty-two months younger than I, but her life was shorter. She was my sister, Pam. Her long, bony fingers were clubbed at the tips, with splayed, purple-tinged nails that suggested the lack of oxygen in her blood. Her palms were...

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