Category: The Samantha Years
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Love
If you could harness love as an alternative form of energy…. You could have lit up the city of Denver, maybe even Manhattan, the pyramids, the taj mahal….. Based on the amount of love generated from the book signing yesterday. And that’s pretty cool. People braved the snow and the cold in order to hear…
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The little things…..
Today at school Samantha’s teacher asked everyone to pick a partner to go outside. Samantha was sitting in her chair when one of the new little boys came up to her on his own, touched her shoulder and said, “Samantha will you be my partner?” He approached her left side which is a tough side…
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Sunny Days, Sweepin’ the Clouds Away…by Samantha
Mama is old! But not as old as Sesame Street! Sesame Street is so old today that Mama says she watched it as a little girl. I asked her how she could find time to watch it when she was running from the dinosaurs! That’s because I think she’s so old. One of Mama’s favorite…
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20 Years
Like any good Generation X’er growing up in the 80’s, I was a child of the Cold War and the culture associated with it. Who could forget that terrifying movie The Day After with the sobering nuclear attack scene? I can still recite Sting’s I Hope the Russians Love Their Children Too. How can I…
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Hazardous Material
Sometimes I forget that our life is a little different than others…. We have had 100 vials of Vancomyacin in our downstairs refrigerator next to the pickles. This was medication left over from the summer…from Samantha’s battles with several different infections. The vicious infection cycle kind of went like this…. Samantha would get sick….. We…
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