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This is being written mainly to help women who have gone through similar experiences and may trigger or be upsetting to some. I was an innocent nine or ten or eleven year old the summer Jimmy from down the street decided I was interesting. He was seventeen. He told me I was pretty and gave...

He does NOT want me to blog about him. So here it is. He was born on a planet that was destroyed and his parents put him a rocket and fired it to Earth. He landed and grew up in Smallville. He is awesome. He is a man's man, a woman's man, a dog's man, a neighbor's man, a friend's man, but...

I am frustrated about how the blog on Daddy came out. It makes the family unrecognizable, but that is part of the idea, is that internet anonymity business. I will say one thing, and stop, because I want to talk about Mother. Daddy was very kind and concerned about the people around us. He...

Some people have expressed interest in my background. My dear husband would like, of course, that I say nothing. But I would like to give some of my background, so that at the least you may understand where I am coming from and perhaps even why I say what I say. But I have had to change...

It was a meeting they had made the mistake of inviting me to speak at. That in itself was not the mistake, except that I never know what will come out of my mouth, and that can make life exciting, except for my husband the lawyer, who is convinced people follow after me and are going to sock it...

When I looked out the window this morning I saw the yard next door was covered with our neighbor's stuff. Pear-shaped gentlemen and their willow-wand wives were wandering, picking at and peering through the detritus of his life. He died two weeks ago, and like an Indian incantation, the...

That's the name of what many regard as the best of C.S.Lewis' many works, paradoxically a pagan story. On internet forums we have to be careful, as this is public. We can pour out our souls, but we have to hide important information. We can tell the truth in a faceless fashion, behind our masks...

I told my husband I wanted to do a blog here. I have never done one. Since he might come up in it, he felt he had something to say, and I agreed to two reasonable restrictions. One is that I will not give out any information that would serve to identify us, personally, for personal and...