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Why I Started Getting Tattoos in my 40s
A few years ago, I got my first tattoo. It was a birthday gift to myself. I cannot remember a time in my adult life when I didn’t want a tattoo. I loved everything about them. Or, I should say, I loved everything about the ones that were done well. The beauty. The color. The artistic…
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Traces of Her: Weekly Writing Challenge
My mother died 6 days after I got married. I was 26. She was my role model, my biggest cheer leader, my sounding board, my confidant. My best friend. She loved unconditionally. She showed me how to handle difficulties and problems with courage and grace. As I became a young woman, she kept judgment to…