Her name is Olga.
She is feisty.
She is passionate.
She is classy.
She has raised seven children and been married for over fifty years. She makes Mexican food like nobody’s business. She is a leader and a reader. She plays a mean game of Canasta.
What I most want you to know about my grandmother is that she is a committed...
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This past week I’ve had a couple situations where I just wanted to be a punk. Plain and simple. Its the, “Ok, you wanna be a punk? No problem, I can play the same game.” mentality.
I have a feeling these situations will a be a part of my life as long as I am on...
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I’ve known Katie since she was about twelve. We went to each others birthday parties, we had tea parties in Pride and Prejudice get-up, we spent long weekends together camping in the fall. [We also went through that super awkward stage, you know, the one everyone goes through right at about 13, together.] Almost three...
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