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New-ish Take on Psych 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Just perusing this one on the Bowen Theory. It was a class at our church (but is not based on any religion, just pure psych). This site has a great summary. Fascinating stuff. Are you ready?
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Contractions & Road Trip 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Braxton Hicks. To the point of making me boiling hot, like working out, and I'm not moving. Just lying on the couch. They seem to be more frequent after meals, when the baby is busy. At this rate T will need a catcher's mitt. The overwhelming feeling during one is just, "I don't know. Hold still and be quiet. I don't know anything." Yep. That's it.If you haven't seen it yet in comments, the Plain Simple English blog is interesting. Wonder how she found mine? She, too, is a porridge eater.Supa's got a project. Most _Adjective_ Road Trip
Evar! You should go post yours. Here's what I wrote.***Love Sarah's drawers story. Mine's not so spicy.My adjective would be aching.It was 9/21/01. NYC to Naples, FL.Minivan, 4 year old, 1.5 year old. Two cats, a bird, a worm composting box (because I couldn't think clearly). Two broken all the way open toes, pool of blood on the floor, resting on the a/c vent. Dr. Pepper. Cracker Barrel. Eerie roadside signs all the way, "NYC, DC, PA, our hea
Political Fabric 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Now I could see some little Republican capris made of this sweet fabric. But don't you go buy it all. It's cheezy old '70s poly, so it shouldn't be that tempting. And what about this for a baby dress? And this has to be a skirt for mommy. And this one has to be a beach mini-dress with an empire waist, maybe a halter. Now I'll also have to peruse Repro Depot.I found all of this through Life in Mama Land. She's got great fabric and crafty links. In fact, she's got such great fabric links she's started another blog to focus on them called Fabric
Finds. It's brand new.I want to be able to make things! As well as make a baby! I'm feeling so...so...confined. I'm crocheting a little lacy sweater for the baby, and almost done knitting a small blanket for B. It's his "he's-still-my-baby-too" gift.For things other mommies are making, you have to see the Queen. In spite of her affinity for the Dixie Chicks, and a seriously raunchy streak. Not that I don't have one, too. A raunchy st
Episcopalians and the Bible, Among Other Things 1970-01-01 00:59:59 So, pregnant with bronchitis is interesting. It's been about two weeks, got better in between, but then had the nerve to get on with life, and now it's baaaaaack.I am feeling the baby kick, though, which is cool. And the wierd dreams are starting, like the tree in our back yard became home to our huge, white with black spots (like a panda) pet porcupine. We loved it, even though it mostly slept. I think that's got to have something to do with pregnancy causing me perpetual heartburn. The mind is so strange.The brain drain is also beginning. Entire areas of sorted and stored data are no longer available to me. I can't remember words to things, have lost my eerily photographic memory's reliability, can't seem to keep track of thoughts in conversation. It's an odd hormonal betrayal. Humbling, which I'm sure is good for me, though I fail to see the humor in it about half the time. Humph.On the up-side, I actually have boobs, which is kind of nice. I'm not sure about that trade off
Peaks & Pit 1970-01-01 00:59:59 We just changed our lives.The fire pit of destiny is now installed in the back yard. We built up three layers of eight inch "castle" bricks in a circle, put an extra three inside to hold the grill grate, and a few in the bottom to hold up the wood and ventilate the fire. We didn't dig it out at all. Adirondack chairs are all around it. The "pit" looks really Medieval and cool. We were all mesmerized, watching the sunset behind the royal palms, seeing the stars. A red-tailed hawk dove into the banyan tree after a mourning dove and missed, feathers flew everywhere and the hawk flew off to complain from a pine tree.The Australian pine we have to burn smells so good. Mom put sour orange juice (naranja agria) on the New York steaks and threw them on the grill over the coals. Delixious! Asparagus, potatoes with cheese, mesclun salad with cilantro and jalapenos. We all came inside to fix our plates and took them back out to eat around the fire. Delightful! The kids swung on their tree rope s Read more:Peaks
Book Wanty 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I have only seconds. And some of them must be spent eating cornbread and melon.Since none of you has mentioned what you're reading, I'll tell you my next must-have in fiction. In Persuasion Nation by George Saunders, one of my all time favorite authors, and generally considered pretty hot stuff. If you haven't read Pastoralia, you absolutely must. So I'll pick up that and some Kazuo Ishiguro. I've fallen behind with his books.The most likely non-fict will be a baby book. Actually I think I have to buy the Sears one again. No, seriously, I'll probably pick up Explaining Postmodernism again. I love Hicks' deconstruction of deconstruction! He's so fun to read if you're annoyed by the postmodernist's pretentions. Or horrified with people's lack of exposure.Ms. Long, or Our Lady of the Perpetual Hiccups, is stretching again. Time's up. Eleven days to possible action.
Grizzly, T.V., and the Baby 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I only have a few minutes of vertical typing.CivIII totaled T's laptop and now it fills in "c" in all passwords or whenever left unattended, but won't type "c" when needed. Somehow I've got to get on it and go through the remaining files, post uninstall. I hope you feel my pain.The sonogram today was really cool. She's measuring almost 6 lbs., and about a week ahead. I have 12 days of bedrest to go. I wonder what will happen then? Watch her take her sweet time. Hopefully she won't be huge. I'm so in love, I'm not sure I'd really care.Watched "Grizzly
Man". Award-winning. Hmmm. Again, maybe I'm not the target audience. Oh, and I knew I'd get flack from belittling the shepherding industry. I'm sure sheep can be every bit as fearsome as cattle! Okay, not really. It's all right, ah smiled when ah said that, pardner!Grizzly Guy did in no way seem noble. To me he seemed just an unmedicated/self-medicated bipolar, compulsive, and paranoid gigolo/actor, with serious delusions of gr
Brokeback, At Last 1970-01-01 00:59:59 SPOILER ALERT, for those, like myself, who have held out beyond all decent timeframe.Okay, first the cynical, harsh criticism.From the start, there were several obstacles to my suspension of disbelief. First of all, first scene, we have two guys essentially ignoring each other. This, in my limited experience, is very unlikely to occur in any small town. People wave in passing cars, and they say howdy immediately, whether they like you or not.Second, neither of the actors was leathery looking enough. They would have been very tanned, over time. They also would have been wirey from years of physical labor. And known how to handle an axe. Two soft, pasty boys from Hollywood hardly cut it. Also they had lovely teeth, and all of them, and didn't chew. Unlikely.Third, I hate it that they weren't actually gay. Tenderness they pulled off, but there was nothing like sexual tension. Now Culkin pulled it off in "Party Monster", but then I think he's probably gay. He was a very convincing Alig. Read more:Brokeback
List Persistence 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Checking stats, baby wakes to nurse, swear I'll be back to write, zonk out and forget all. In my brain there was a nagging feeling...something I had to do...I guessed it could wait. So good morning!Today's "to do" list is bordering on nutty.Identify properties to see--oops, too late. That has to wait until after NYC. Still, glancing at them now will make it easier then.Call MD regarding lingering persistent congestion. Likely allergies. By the way, I ate salmon last night (very brave) and was fine. I have only a tiny itch. The excema seems to have cleared quite a bit on its own. And I'm not eating eggplant or tomato sauce. But I am eating seafood, nuts, cow dairy about once a month, raw tomato the same, clementines and pommelos and grapefruit juice seem fine, a little dark chocolate on or in a cookie appears to be okay, so it's nowhere near as bad as I thought. I really think there's a hormonal aspect to the excema and to food sensitivities in general. Postpartum was crazy, and u Read more:Persistence
Feminist Resolution 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I haven't been saying much about feminism lately, but like the tacky song, it is "always on my mind". I take the thinking about it, the analysis of life using that lens, so for granted I forget to mention my thoughts on it. Advent is really a time of expectation (hence resolutions), so I'm making the actual discussion of feminism one of my resolutions for the new year. With that in mind, here are some warm-up links.Dove is working on some seriously good will. I think of it as my grandmother's soap. The smell reminds me of her. But this new campaign is interesting enough to make me consider leaving the perimeter of the grocery store to revisit the whole Dove concept. Okay, not really. But I'm fully supportive of their "real beauty" effort.There is also the Carnival of Feminists. This makes me want to jump up and down with fist in the air, and also hide behind a column sipping tea and maintaining a non-committal blank expression.I'm so conflicted about the usefulness of arcane defin Read more:Resolution
Unschooling, Packing, Button & Bump 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I can't believe blogher is taking so much time to make a button. This one is from another blogher member. Feel free to take it, but only if you download it and host it yourself. I'm not really interested in being a server. Same on the sidebar. When they get their own, real button, I'll use it. In the meantime, this will certainly do. It will have to.Getting ready for Christmas and the majorly purgative NYC trip simultaneously is not so easy. Whew. It's almost Christmas, it's hot here, and I have to pack for cold weather. I'm not even sure I know where my coat is. Heh. K's is a tad small, but may have to do. It's down, so rolls up into nothing, but I'm not really my smaller size postpartum yet...I already miss the kids. B got a big bump today, on his still-healing scar in the middle of his forehead. He's not feeling so hot. Basically fine, but surprised his head hurts. Duh. I think that means a t.v. and movies day tomorrow. He'd normally be pretty enthused about that prospect Read more:Unschooling
Blog-o-rama 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I've just been listed on BlogShares. Jimminy Crickets! That just tickles me no end. First Flappy, now this.Buy me. Trade me. You know you want to.I may just have to go to three columns. Really. It makes me want new CSS skin. But that brings up all sorts of identity issues. Next thing you know I'll be adding images. Ugh. Although, I have to say that's unlikely on my old dinosaur of a computer. I just got DK'd by yahoo for clinging to the past. I won't mention my OS's age, it wouldn't be polite. Let's just say it's not even as cool as the geeky guy on the Mac ads. But it has a bigger crush on him.How's this for a resolution? This year I will have a screaming new laptop that works faster than I can think, has nearly infinite storage, streams like a dream, and doesn't need a "fcuk it" button.
Festivus, Diaspora, Design, Mayem 1970-01-01 00:59:59 We did some serious last-minute shopping on this lovely Festivus evening. Cooking will have to happen tomorrow. Styles have gone all 1984. It's funny. I bought a Blondie T-shirt and some dark denim clam diggers. Rock & Roll at the beach. Maybe I'll get some blue eye shadow and pink lipstick. And pink shoes. Heh.I'm so eager for the new year. I'm so glad we're getting out of NYC. Is that weird? After all that about feeling so wooed by it? I am. I'm glad. Because now I get to be true NYC diaspora. I intend to hang all the art around this house, play "difficult" jazz, and have more parties. Because I want to, that's why. My attempt at fitting in here isn't truly satisfying on all the levels I would like it to be, so I'm changing tack. When in doubt, be yourself even more. I think the skateboard design on paper that reads "Aliens Will Fuck You Up" should probably go in the office. I'm not going to name-drop on the rest of it. I have missed it so much. It's great to live with Read more:Diaspora
More Bad Guy Mahem 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Four cop cars leave, heading north. Two officers are talking and walking north on foot, with flashlights, past our front yard. The one talking sounds annoyed."We got a fucking guy up there on detail. That's his job, goddammit."Something about gasoline, muttering.A fifth cop car leaves, following the two on foot.Last time there was this kind of wildness in our neighborhood was a few years ago. Some guy shot someone several neighborhoods east of here, stuck him in the trunk, dumped him in a dumpster near here, then drove to a hotel right down the street, and was apprehended there just after dawn. Something like that anyway. Idiot.God bless the cops. I can't believe they do the job they do. What's that quote about rough men standing ready?They're all gone now. Clearly the local paper will have to be consulted tomorrow. Action at this scale is pretty rare in our sleepy little town. Naturally I'll keep you posted.
Rolling, Rowling 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Merry Christmas!I have to build a Lego dragon, negotiate who gets to play with the Playmobil first, release the monarch butterfly that "hatched" this morning (it's soooo beautiful with such fresh colors), bring the bird in from the rain--although he seems happy, and it's warm.Then I have to pack D and myself for NYC tomorrow (a week in colder weather), try, try, try to find the DVD regional hack for at least one of the players in the house, send K an email to her new and fabulous address, find my winter coat, do a nano workout, eat some of the incredible rack of lamb P sent us home with last night.My desk, well. It's just going to have to wait I guess.I'm glad the only big news is that James Brown has died. Watch me now! Haaaoooowwww! May he land on the love side.Here's the letter to K:Subject: New Harry Potter Book TitleHey K,Go to this site.Follow directions. It should open a new browser window for you so you can go back and forth. Remember when you get to the end, start with vo Read more:Rolling
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Embracing It 1970-01-01 00:59:59 A friend called and related her survival tactic for the three months of bedrest she had to do, with each child. She suggested I embrace it. That goes well beyond surrender. Embrace. It's actually what I needed to hear, since I'm already on this ride.The birth kit arrived. It's all I expected. I still have a few more items to pick up, like olive oil, a heating pad (why?), a thermometer. The sheets for the event need washing with bleach, both sets, and a double rinse, hot dry. Baby feels huge.So I lounged on the couch after breakfast today. I called the kids in from the monsterous fort they've built in B's room around 11.K read The Littles to us, we read Hillyer's regarding Richard Lionheart, James I and the Magna Carta. Then Robin Hood. We read some Looking At Pictures (National Gallery), then did some Drawing With Children. They each made a big, decorated paper folder for art projects.Mom took ChaCha (the cocatiel) out to the lanai. He screamed for a while because he couldn't fi Read more:Embracing
NYC to Pack 1970-01-01 00:59:59 We're off to NYC for a week. I'll try to blog from 'Bucky's on T's laptop with the funky function-hobbled keyboard. Back New Year's Eve.Snogs. Wish us luck.
Moving Report From NYC 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Fr5st 6f a33, T's c60-4ter 5s t6ta33y screwed 4-. 14st want y64 t6 2n6w, and t6 fee3 0y -a5n as w6r2 ar64nd 5t f6r the rest 6f th5s -6st.Translation: First of all, T's computer is totally screwed up. I just want you to feel my pain as I write this post.It's the whole right side of his keyboard, some freak of the function key. What a beast.There's a youngish woman across from me at Starbucks (yummy green tips) who got antibiotics, crayons, a mini chopper and flip flops from her mother for Christmas. Apparently someone died. I don't know. I've stopped listening.My favorite sign at the airport: ALL BAGS SUBJECT TO VOLUNTARY INSPECTION. Very official, with seal and emblems of authority. What happens if you say no?We sat with (most adorable) Brian Lane, the drummer from Brand New on the plane. He was coming back from vacation, and about to head to Japan with his flyer miles. Fun.Packing is coming along. It's crazy.I'm trying to hear for what whacky group this woman read a list of Read more:Moving
Zoom Through Days 1970-01-01 00:59:59 We're back.Happy New Year!!! That's the requisite wish, and you've got it. The neighbors bought quantities of fireworks and drove Ruby to distraction. Poor puppy. She planted herself firmly under our bed at midnight for the big hoop-de-ra. She thoroughly hated it. The humans all enjoyed a bonfire, said fireworks, burgers, a post-midnight story (You Can't Take A Balloon Into The Metropolitan Museum--B's choice), and slept hard and long.So much has happened. I can't really backtrack. Instead I give you my journal notes from the trip. (I already told you about this first one, but can't emphasise it enough.)ALL BAGSSUBJECT TOVOLUNTARYINSPECTION.--a sign at the station where the airport train shuttle and the train station meet.Sandalwood soap "Made with love and care by Nesti Dante, Florence, Italy". Heavenly. At least I thought it was sandalwood, but maybe it has to be cypress.Licence structure to R&SK re: book clubNursing athleticsPort Townsend, WA ~ dryer side; Quilcene, wetter bu
Death & Rebirth 1970-01-01 00:59:59 So we were on our way home, still in NYC, and I saw a flag at half-mast and briefly wondered why, but was in such an adrenaline-fueled hurry I didn't think about it any further. Then we were driving home and I saw another yet couldn't remember why it should be so."Why are the flags at half-mast?""'Cause Ford died.""Oh, yeah. I thought it was a bit much for James Brown..."True thought.It's so good to be home. I booked the movers today. Very strange to finally do that. T was so great, talking me through so much of my irrational desire to live back in the city. Really irrational. He has it too. It's like a virus that lies dormant, then comes back full force, only to wane again. Maybe we'll retire there, or at least spend some time there eventually.Anyway, we appeared so happy in Naples it may have inspired my cousin Alex and his wife to bag the whole Queens thing and move to either Texas, where my uncle is, or New Mexico, where she has family. It was really great to see him and meet Read more:Rebirth
Homeschooling Renewal 1970-01-01 00:59:59 In honor of that whole resolutions thing, I'm telling you about this.The truth is, we've hit a dull, dead end with homeschooling. No one wants out, but I can't say our hearts are really in it either. It's probably just pregnancy/new baby burnout. We're coasting but the momentum is becoming nil.What, I asked myself, can we do to make this fun again?We're going to start with fun things and work back into a real routine. It will have to morph with baby's growth, but that's okay.We're loving the poetry from Institute for Excellence in Writing. The guy's voice is pretty geeky, so we don't use the CDs much, but then we're not that far into it yet. We may use them more once we've got some serious memorizing to do.The good old games of Rummy Roots and the book and drill cards for English from the Roots Up are never a hard sell.We're doing all of the history for Sonlight, with some secular modifications or theologically re-tuned rephrasings. We're also reading all of the litera Read more:Homeschooling
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Horizontal Updates 1970-01-01 00:59:59 MondayBraxton-Hicks contractions, in random intervals, rapid fire, then none, then up again, are really no fun. My resting pulse has been 90 bpm to 110 bpm. I'm exhaused. And have allergies.I finally called the midwife, in tears. She wanted me drinking epsom salts, then having wine in an epsom salt bath. I did the bath and wine, but held off to see if they would work before taking the salts internally. No dice. So I just drank half a dose, which was foul, and would like very much to be done. Apparently as there is relief, there is also, um, relief of another sort as well. Cha cha cha, if you catch my drift. That would be one of my least favorite things. But sleep is also good, and espresso is the only other option I can find, which would have me up until dawn, even the decaf. Oh, well.The baby is walking on the inside of my belly. Mom is being the kitchen goddess. The kids are alternating between B's new play-doh chompasaurus he bought, and K's new restaurant of wooden food she boug Read more:Horizontal
Switchbacks 1970-01-01 00:59:59 T is back off to NYC tomorrow to finish packing, meet up with D, send off the movers, and haul down on a road trip. I've only seen D once or twice since T and I married. They're going to have fun on the road. I'm even a little jealous (but that's nutty, the ride is rough enough without a baby). He was amazing at our wedding. I'll never forget it.He bought a beautiful, white cotton dress for K, Champagne and glasses, went to my absolutely favorite flower store and covered the fireplace mantle with sweet peas. He also did a thousand thoughtful things I can't even remember that made the whole thing smooth and stress-free. He rocks.Oh, Pelosi. Yay, she's a woman, ugh, she's that one. History is full of such compromises.I have to tell you, I've been drinking a tiny bit of coffee. Just a small Chinese tea cup full. No allergies as yet, but it's hard to tell because I ate the three doosies in NYC, vodka sauce the first night (cooked tomatoes seem to be the worst, along with eggplant
Three Leavings 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I can't write tonight. I'm too tired.That's not the real reason.The real reason is I just started reading Running With Scissors.And there's another siren and helicopter kerfuffle. It sounds far-ish away though. Still. Am I too anxious about this sort of thing? Speaking of anxious, Ruby has not been the same since the fireworks on New Year's Eve. She'll barely go out to pee by herself. Even in the day. Poor puppy. How long does it take dogs to recover from fireworks? We have them twice a year here...Back to my book. I'm only slightly sorry. You know I love you!Oh, one more thing. (That's like walking out the door and forgetting something, which everyone in our house does regularly). What do you do if someone links to you, and you have a sort of friendly policy of linking back in an appropriate place, like One Good Turn, but the person seems to have misjudged, or maybe was too hasty, and the match is pretty off-kilter in some important ways? Important enough to make the link-back Read more:Three
Nano Post 1970-01-01 00:59:59 K acolytes tomorrow morning, Augusten Burroughs is painfully funny in a not right way, T and D are skipping Asheville and will be home tomorrow. I'm excited. I want to take down the Christmas tree. Babies don't want to blog. At all.
Procrastinations, Pretentions 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I can't blame it all on the baby.Life ramps up all at once. Also I don't know you're there unless I look for you in my stats, which is an extra step, but then I see you've visited and I feel compelled to write more. Oh, Ye of much faith!D and T arrived with all of the art and several boxes of my vintage toy collection (1977 Star Wars figures, campy doll house furniture from the '40s-'60s, an 1890s porcelain doll--with red hair of course, my old teddy bear), old journals, photos, silver, glass, speakers and strange miscellany. We need to figure out where the art is going to go. There isn't that much wall space, especially once we get the bookshelves up. Hmmm. The rest of the stuff is scheduled to arrive sometime beween Friday and Sunday. It should be interesting holding our collective breath all weekend, then scrambling to try to fit everything into the house. Lord.Baby D has taken to finding just one chip of marble in the terazzo and squeeking and screaming at it. She reaches o
Yi Zhi Gou, Master Negotiator 1970-01-01 00:59:59 The dog swears she has to go. Go. Go. GO. The kids are trying to tell me about some dispute involving paint, dinosaurs and creative differences. Niether has had breakfast!? And I'm standing in a towel, wet."Good morning, my loves. Please go eat breakfast." They can't. The yogurt is funny, the crust of the bread too hard to cut."Then just go. I'll be in shortly."Gotta GO. No, really. Go. Go. GO.I don't believe Ruby. The other grownups have just left the house and she must have gone out before they did. So I get dressed with the dog staring at me. When I shoot her a glance she rests her head on the bed and wags her tail. She's trying to win me with cuteness. I'm positive she just wants to snif cat trails, and has no actual business. But I'm also positive I don't want to clean actual business from under the dining room table.Okay, okay, let's go out.Yeah, 'cause I gotta go . . . show you the back yard! Isn't it a pretty day? I have a pine cone! A cat was here.Yep. They don't s Read more:Master
Two Forward, One Back 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I no longer find Mencia funny. It just struck me last night as a final blow. He's been on probation for awhile, due mostly to his cheap shots that make sexism the all-around unifier. Last night I realized it was also his whole validation of the crude by calling it real. That's the beginning of the slide down to abjection. What's the old saying? Only three generations to barbarism? (I can't find an attribution.)But none of that is why I was crying and wheezing in the bathroom last night. I can't believe I'm having such bad respiratory allergies just when I was beginning to feel better. So I took a fcuking Zyrtec, which I hate, just so I could breathe and stop my nose from running like a tap. I couldn't wake up this morning. It's like having to pull myself out of some sci-fi sticking gell to get out of bed, and my brain doesn't de-fuzz all day. Even with coffee, which makes my hands break out a little but is worth it. Then I forget important things, so someone's always pissed a Read more:Forward
Rules 1970-01-01 00:59:59 There is not much I have to thank my father's family for, but when it comes to dealing with awkward social situations, they had it down. Mostly because they were also so adept at creating them. But because of rules, one could drift through their society only following the prescribed rules and going through the motions, and do quite well. Most of the D.C. political machine is proof of this.Like the difference between conducting a meeting with or without Robert's Rules
, social situations are often easier when the construct is actually pretty strict. I can't believe I'm writing this, but I honestly feel more comfortable when everyone knows what is expected and behaves accordingly. I'll never forget the meeting when, after someone left the room crying because she didn't understand what was going on (one could hardly blame her), I suggested Robert's Rules be employed. There were several people who didn't know what they were, and at least one who wanted to know if Robert was a member
Motherhood, North Korea, Islam 1970-01-01 00:59:59 I visited Althouse today, who watches way too much t.v., and found a bunch of good articles on men, mommies, and physiology. With oodles of comments, natch. This Natalie Angier article on motherhood is not for the squeamish, but is fascinating. That's really true of most of her writing, which I've always liked. I think we are able to be aloof about the survival dynamic in nature because we are, for the most part, so far removed from bare-bones survival. Looking at brute survival situations among humans would probably yield similar scenarios. I can think of several war stories to confirm this.Case in point: I met a woman from South Korea
, in passing, who told me about her family. It was really out of the blue, but here is the story. They were in North
Korea before she was born. Her father found a way to cross to the South when his life was threatened. Her mother and two sisters began to feel the same pressure, made an attempt to get across and were stopped by guards. In that moment sh Read more:Motherhood
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