Tag: Camden Park

It’s Not The Same

It’s all boiled down to one life. Not mine. My life only leaves tiny footprints for future generations. I’m keenly aware of where and how I walk. Words have impact. Mine can cut sharper than a sword. Tonight, I hope they will. Because I’m tired of being told to sit. Shush. Quiet. Just overlook what we don’t like to see.…

Cotton Candy, Funnel Cakes, And Kismet

There is a refusal inside of me to burden you with the world tonight. There are enough words being shouted about the day and age we’re suddenly forced to live in. Instead, I will burden you with my tiny glimmer of hope. Dammit, it’s not been stripped of me yet. I won’t let any man seize the days my heart…

Pure Hell: A Guide to Toddler Torture

Last weekend was all about how my husband and I could torture our little boy. We started with taking him to our local amusement park. Because it claims to have ‘Fun for All.’ Although the park does not have the latest and greatest thrill rides, it is a quaint place where every child who has grown up around this region…

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