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June 30, 2019

By the time I was 15, my sister was serving time in prison. No one took me to see her. I was probably too young and not allowed anyway. No one gave me an address and told me I could write to her. I learned years later that she was in a prison cell that held 20-30 women...

June 23, 2019

At the age of 9 my family went from 6 members to 3. My Dad, brother, and sister, moved out all within a year. My mom’s mother died of suicide in that same year and she lost her best friend as well as her community of friends – her best friend and my dad moved in togeth...

June 16, 2019

Our first Christmas Eve without my Dad, older brother, and sister, was peaceful and magical. I loved the closeness and kindness between Mom, John and me. There was no yelling, no complaining, no fights and no tension. It was the best Christmas so far.

The next morning J...

June 9, 2019

Christmas was only a week after my birthday. And this year was the first time we were going to have Christmas with just the three of us. Mom did her best to make it feel like Christmas for us. The first thing we did was go to our favorite tree farm. This was more fun f...

June 2, 2019

I was sound asleep on a Saturday morning when my brother John came into my room. “Julie!” he said in a loud whisper. “Wake up!!”

“What? What’s going on?” I said unable to open my eyes very well.

“Wake up!! There’s something in the garage!”

“What do you mean?” I was a bit...

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