I decided that for the next month or so, I shall be writing in my diary on my blog.
PROLOGUE “The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.” Johann Kaspar Lavater
BOUQUETS IN RED WINE – A LETTER ABOUT ROMANCE TO MY GRANDDAUGHTER
When I was five, I saw my first Shirley Temple movie.
II found it hard to fit in with a cliquey group of girls my age who lived across the street. Who would want to hang out with a bony, bucktooth, bashful kid from a weird family? Patsy, Judy, and Debby let me tag along behind them but […]
John’s mistreatment escalated. One February afternoon, when I was twelve, he drove me to his house. He gripped my wrist, nonchalantly strolled into his mother’s kitchen, and introduced me as his girlfriend. She examined me head to toe, curled her lips, and then busied herself stirring a pot […]
Background Snippet: We were Catholic, and confirmation classes had begun the October before Aunt Loretta broke my heart. Oblivious to my ongoing depression, Mom wouldn’t let me quit. It bothered me. Mom said I should be grateful to have the privilege of Confirmation at age twelve. It implied […]