Category Archives: Personal

Two Decades

It was Spring Break in the year 1999. Or was it 2000? I can’t remember for sure. I know I was in college, junior year, I believe. What I remember is the Florida sun. I remember sitting next to my grandmother on my Grandparents lanai. I remember watching Chad, who was across the pool in...

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Daughter of an Alcoholic

It was around twelve years ago when I opened my email and began a letter to my dear college girlfriends. While I can’t remember all the words written in that email, I know it began like this: Hello. My name is Summer and I am the daughter of an alcoholic. I have such a vivid...

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Pen to Paper

“Mrs. Occupant.” The handwriting on the envelope was as familiar as my own. The curve of the letters, the neat-but-sloppy rushed penmanship–I know it like the back of my own aging hand. It was the same handwriting that I found printed on the napkins inside my lunchbox during elementary school. I love you! the writing...

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Nine Years (3,288 Days)

I wrap it every year. The tag reads: To: Charlie, Chanelle & Meadow. It’s probably silly to wrap the box. The inside of the large square package is no secret. They know it’s “the book”. Often, the book is set aside as soon as the wrapping paper is off. I watch as my hours of...

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