Childhood memories
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First Errand
The car stopped in front of pump six at the gas station. Mom didn’t get out. Instead, she turned to me with a serious look on her face. “Amee, I need you to go in and give the man the money. I’ll stay here and pump the gas. You go inside and pay.” I was… Continue reading
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Walking
I was a very romantic 17-year-old and regularly indulged in British literature. I also watched romantic comedies which filled my imagination with all kinds of wild ideas. One day while pondering why I didn’t have a date every weekend, I came to a startling conclusion. I wasn’t walking enough. All of the heroines in the… Continue reading
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Joyful Moment #612
I collect joyful moments like some people collect stamps. I put most joyful moments in a small book. Some of my joyful moments are also written on this blog. I had another joyful moment today. It was #612. It happened as I wrote in my journal. I have been a journal writer since I was… Continue reading
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The Worst Valentine’s Day Ever (no, it’s not this year)
It’s a strange thing to be single again after years of being part of a couple. It defiantly brings up a lot of feelings. This morning, while putting on my makeup, I had the thought that this was the worst Valentine’s Day of my entire life. Luckily, I remembered my actual worst Valentine’s Day. It… Continue reading
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Joyful Moment
When I was nine, I decided I wanted to be smart. I didn’t know how to be smart, so I asked the smartest person I knew for advice. Grandmas know everything when you’re a kid. Grandma told me to get a library card and read one book a month. I’m happy to report that I’ve… Continue reading
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Random Thoughts on the day before
I’m turning 39 on February 27th. It’s kind of weird to be turning 39. I don’t know what to expect for my 39th year of life. When I was 15, I wrote my life history. It wasn’t your normal life history. Instead of writing about my past, I wrote the life history for my future.… Continue reading
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I got my sticker.
Once upon a time there was a little girl who loved stickers. She collected them and put them in a book. It was election day. The little girl’s mother packed up all of her children and took them with her while she voted. There was a mean lady named Linda working at the polls. Linda… Continue reading