Dark Fairy Tale

Sometimes I feel so broken. Poor Humpty Dumpty. I get it! There are not enough king’s horses nor king’s men to put me together again. Then other days I wake up like the Red Queen. “Off with his head!! Paint those roses red, damn you!!” And still there are other days when I feel like the […]

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The Robe

I’ve had so many people say that there was a memory or a poem that they wanted to share with me because it reminded them of Roxanne but they didn’t want to make me sadder or dampen my spirits if I was having a good day. I appreciate their consideration and their empathy. But I’d […]

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Mary, Full of Grace

  Today I’m going to take you back, waaaaay back. The year is 1927 in a small but thriving railroad town southwest of Richmond called Victoria. The Millican family lived in Victoria. Reva and Claude Millican had seven children ranging in age from two to 13 years old: Glenn was the oldest, then Nina, Clyde, […]

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A Force To Be Reckoned With

One year ago, December 15th, 2016, my mother passed away at the age of 91. I was still grieving the loss of that light from my life when I lost my daughter, Roxanne. We all know that one day we will have to say goodbye to our parents, though none of us wants to face that […]

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Laughing Through Tears

Oxymoron (noun) – 1. A combination of contradictory or incongruous words (such as cruel kindness). 2. Something that is made up of contradictory or incongruous elements. This week was full of the oxymoronic. My beautiful daughter, who is 17 months younger than Roxanne, got married. Nadine, I’m sure, is and has been full of conflicted […]

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Ghost Mom aka Shadow Woman

I just want to climb in bed, curl myself into the fetal position, and pull the covers over my head. I could probably stay there in a semi-comatose state for the rest of my life. The day Roxanne died, time stopped for me. And yet it has gone on for the rest of the world. […]

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The Beginning of After

Twenty-eight years ago she was the first. The first to teach me the true meaning of unconditional love and of loving someone so much that you’d gladly give your own life for hers. She was the first to teach me what motherhood truly felt like and my love for her made me want to be […]

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Moonsister?

You’re probably wondering what or who is a moonsister. When I was coming up with a name for this blog I tried to think about what I wanted to focus on and the reasons I wanted to begin to write it. So let’s start with the reasons I decided to start writing at all. Honestly, […]

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