Wake Up
Written by M.J.C Wake up! WAKE up! WAKE UP! Mom was yelling at me to wake up. She laughed now and in her voice I could see her smile that…
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Pink Ball With Swirls
Written by M.J.C She was so focused. Her gaze did not waver and her body was motionless. Mom was determined and would not fail. There was noise all around; banging,…
Jogging vs. Running
Written by M.J.C Mom wanted to jog. She was just turning 30 or so and decided that she wanted to “get in shape” and jogging was all the rage in…
Thanksgiving Dinner
Written by M.J.C Mom decided that she would prepare the entire Thanksgiving meal herself, stay home with her own family, and relax on the holiday for once. Up to this…
The Giant Bomb In The Sky
Written by M.J.C I had read about this in comic books: It was the end of the world. Or at least the start of World War III. I stared at…
Office Visit
Written by M.J.C I waited for her to arrive. She was early, of course, and I was waiting. She usually arrived earlier than I did but on this occasion I…
Beautiful
Written by M.J.C Mom was beautiful. She looked perplexed and perhaps a bit annoyed. She stood there for what seemed like an hour, but was really only about seven minutes.…
Scaredy Cat
Written by M.J.C One summer day around 1972 or so, my brothers and neighborhood friends were playing outside our apartment that was just off East 14th Street in East Oakland.…
Dear Dean 