Updated December 29, 2009
Updated December 29, 2009
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Stories
These few short stories,are more of a personal family record then actual stories because each is based on a life experience rather than fiction.
A Love Story
At the age of seven, my mother dropped me off to live with two strangers,
people that to this day are still "Mommy and Daddy Mansfield" in my mind and heart.
The eight months spent with these wonderful people left a lifetime impact on me.
Sadly, the impact on them was not a good one when Mother picked me up. The loss
of what they had come to feel was their child came close to splitting them apart.
I've often wondered through the years why they didn't fight to keep me. But then,
if they had, and won, I would not be the me of me.
Daddy and Me
My father was only sober for a year. And, while the forgiveness replaced
hate with love, when he died I still thought and didn't mind saying that "he was
a waste of skin". It seemed to me that, forgiveness or not, Dad left a lot of carnage
in his wake.
Today I see it differently. Life is made up of people and events that provide endless opportunities for us to decide the kind of person we want to be. My father shaped my life and way of thinking just as much, if not more, than my mother, who provided a constant source of unconditional love and strength.
Seeing this truth has allowed the memories of my father to be wrapped in the warm flow of gratitude instead of just tolerant forgiveness.
God, where are you?
I have been blessed with many miracles in my life, but there are
three that changed its axis. Two are written about here, the other is my husband,
James.
Mind Terror
A short cut across the hills in California turns into a flight of terror!
Little Big Me
A trip back in time to interview a little girl of six.