One summer day several years ago, two acquaintances stopped by my house to ask a favor. And, later, on dark nights, when stars illuminated my imagination, the idea glowed with possibility…
The wind was howling, snowdrifts were already over three-feet deep and climbing, the temperature was stubbornly stuck at minus twenty-five below zero, and then I received a mysterious message while researching the TV show Highlander online…
I spent my childhood pretending. As a kid, my playhouse was an elephant that I rode in the jungle, I had a pet monkey who could talk to me telepathically, and my favorite bunny rabbit was in charge of all the other animals in my room, and they all came alive every night…
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(My apologies to the men reading this…) 😉 At the age of 35, after 3 successful vaginal births, I was lying on a hospital bed in Bangor, Maine, enormously pregnant with what would be my largest baby, by far. Later, I was squatting on the floor. Then, I was bouncing on a big, red, rubber ball. Then, I was back in the bed. From bed, to squatting, to ball, back and forth, again and again. And, then I was begging for drugs…
