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Happy Easter

Easter Services

The Sunrise Service was 6:15 a.m. this morning. I didn’t go. Last night I had my clothes ready so I could just have a cup of coffee before hitting out the door.

I got up at 6:00 a.m. and made it to the call time for the choir at 6:45 a.m. We sang for three Sunday Services – 8:30 a.m., 10:00 a.m. and 11:30 a.m.

The sunrise was glorious!

 

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Happy Easter!

UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – Part 3

UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – compiled by Stevie Turner

It is my privilege to take part in this anthology with other 19 authors writing on difficult experiences in our life.

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An excerpt of my contribution

Miriam Hurdle – Stage IV Melanoma – Q&A: 11 to 15
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UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – Part 2

UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – compiled by Stevie Turner

It is my privilege to take part in this anthology with other 19 authors writing on difficult experiences in our life.

 

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Blurb:

The following authors and bloggers kindly answered questions posed by Stevie Turner regarding significant life experiences they had undergone. These events include sexual abuse, a near death experience, alcoholism, being diagnosed with cancer, depression, losing weight, getting married, being a mother to many children, being the daughter of a narcissistic mother, and many more! Read more

UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – Part 1

UNDERSTANDING: An Anthology of True and Significant Life Events – compiled by Stevie Turner

It is my privilege to take part in this anthology with other 19 authors writing on difficult experiences in our life.

 

Blurb:

The following authors and bloggers kindly answered questions posed by Stevie Turner regarding significant life experiences they had undergone. These events include sexual abuse, a near death experience, alcoholism, being diagnosed with cancer, depression, losing weight, getting married, being a mother to many children, being the daughter of a narcissistic mother, and many more!

All proceeds will go to Cancer Research.

Thanks to:
Alienora Browning
Sally Cronin
Dorinda Duclos
Scarlett Flame
Bernard Foong
Darlene Foster
Janet Gogerty
Debbie Harris
Lucy V. Hay
Miriam Hurdle
Phil Huston
Pamela Jessen
Joe
D.G Kaye
Lynda McKinney Lambert
Jaye Marie
Clive Pilcher
Abbie Johnson Taylor
Beem Weeks

An excerpt of my contribution

Miriam Hurdle – Stage IV Melanoma – Q&A: 1 to 5

 

  1. How did you find out your cancer?

During my annual physical checkup in the summer of 2008, my family doctor said the fibroid in my uterus grew three inches from 1986 to 2007 but grew four additional inches within the previous year. He referred me to the gynecologist. The gynecologist Dr. G confirmed the news and recommended a hysterectomy. He performed the hysterectomy on July 31, 2008. At 10:00 p.m. on August 1, Dr. G came to my hospital room to inform me I had melanoma cancer in the uterus and invaded the female organ.

  1. What stage was it in the first discovery?

Dr. G said melanoma is an aggressive cancer but mine was stage I or stage II which meant cancer had not spread to the lymph nodes.

  1. What was your initial reaction?

I was thankful the pathology detected the cancer at an early stage and had the hysterectomy done timely. Dr. G ordered tests and referred me to Dr. P, an oncologist. I was not scared or alarmed.

  1. Did you research on melanoma cancer? What did you find out?

I found out that melanoma is an aggressive type of cancer that usually shows up as a pigmented growth on the skin. However, less common types may be found in any organ or part of the body with melanin-containing cells (melanocytes).  Melanocytes are cells in the body that make melanin, the substance that gives skin pigment or color. They are in many places throughout the body, including lymph nodes, bone, lung, liver, spleen, kidneys, eye, and brain, not just the skin. Considerable numbers of melanocytes are in the digestive and urogenital tracts and mucous glands. The non-skin melanomas also are called noncutaneous melanomas which are aggressive, metastatic and difficult to treat. Non-skin melanomas are not known to be caused by sun damage, exposure to ultraviolet rays, family history or moles.

  1. What kind of treatment did the doctor recommend?

When I met with the Dr. P, he said he had not dealt with melanoma and referred me to the University of California in Los Angeles (UCLA) Medical Center for surgery. I trusted the doctors would take care of the cancer.

To be continued……

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Colleen’s Poetry Challenge – Hobby & Play

The prompt words for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry challenge #129 are Hobby and Play: Synonyms Only.

 

Love of Music

I loved music, photography, and drawing as a kid. If I had a choice of a different career, I would prefer to do something with music. The popular vocations for girls were being teachers or nurses at that time. For the practical reason, I chose to be a teacher and took part in music as an enjoyment at leisure. I have had fun singing all my life. My two sisters, Yolanda and Queenie, and I sang in Mercy’s wedding in 2011. I sing in chorale groups and Messiah concert on a ongoing basis.

Live a balanced life

Keep a reasonable job

To afford pleasure

 

 

 

Colleen’s Poetry Challenge – Hobby & Play

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March Speculative Fiction Prompt – The Cage

The Cage

“You can drop me off here, Aiden.” Kyla grabbed the purse at her feet.

“Are you sure? It’s a long walk home for you.” Aiden turned off the ignition, reached his hand over to touch Kyla’s shoulder, met her eyes with his puzzled look.

“I’m okay. I don’t want to wake up anybody.” Kyla wanted to get out of the car but was not in a hurry.

“But it’s dark.”

“Don’t worry.”

“Be careful. Text me when you get home.” He rubbed her shoulder with one hand and touched hers with the other.

“I sure will.”

“I’ll text you when I’m ready.”

“Okay.”

I’ll take the cross walk here. The whole town is asleep. Kyla pulled her cardigan sweater tighter across her chest.

Good, the light is out in the living room. I’ll go in from the back of the house, just in case. She unlocked the door and opened it with a slow motion, listened to any faintest squeak.

“Hey sis, you’re late to come home.” Cole’s silhouette popped up from the chair in the kitchen.

“Uh, Cole, why are you still up? You scared me.” Kyla moved into the moonlit area of the kitchen.

“I thought you worked from 6:00 to 10:00 p.m. tonight. I wanted to borrow money from you to go camping with my friend tomorrow.”

“No problem, Cole. I made good tips tonight. How were things at home?”

“Same thing. She cried and yelled at Dad all night.”

“Do you want to come to my room to talk?” Kyla tiptoed to her room. Cole slid his feet close to the floor, not to kick anything by accident.

“Sorry, Cole for getting us in this situation. I thought Mom was bad, this bitch is hell.” Kyla pulled the clothes out from her drawer and closet.

“Well, sis, how did we know?”

“Mom jumped on me every second she got and didn’t let us see Dad. I wanted to stay away from her.”

“The day we came to Dad’s place was the same day he brought Josie and her kids home.”

“She never liked me and made me her slave for two years. All she does is crying, yelling, sleeping and making more babies.” Kyla grabbed more things from the bathroom and threw them in the bed.

“She couldn’t touch me because Dad didn’t let her.”

“Good for you, Cole. At least you could go to school. I’m her slave during the day and work in the restaurant at night to earn my allowance. She made me sick.”

Kyla yanked a duffel bag from the closet and shoved all the stuff from the bed into the bag.

“What are you doing, sis?”

“I’m going away with Aiden. He’s picking me up in a few hours and driving to Los Angeles. If we leave by 5:00 a.m., we’ll be there in the evening.”

“What? She’d be mad and get Dad to go after you.”

“By the time she opens her eyes, I’d be long gone. Besides, I just turned eighteen thirty minutes ago.”

“Text me when you get there, sis.”

“I will, Cole. I’ll be back to get you when you finish high school.”

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March Speculative Fiction Prompt – The Cage

Flash Fiction Challenge – Water Rationing

March 21, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a bucket of water.

 

 

Water Rationing

 

“This is the third year we suffer from the drought.” The Hubby said.

“The temperature was above 100o Fahrenheit for six weeks, too hot.” The Wife sighed.

“Our city announced water rationing, limits watering the lawn to twice a week, no hosing the driveway.”

“How do we wash our cars?”

“Use buckets of water.”

“How do you wash the top of your SUV? The city doesn’t know if you use the water hose.”

“There must be a way of monitoring.”

“Well, I know. You can still use the water hose, just put a bucket of water by the car.”

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