I Bring Them to Tears

In tears with our friend Janah

Question 1066: Have you ever made someone cry?

I am a mother. I make people cry frequently, if not daily. It comes with the job. It’s the nature of the business.

Do I make people cry to be manipulative with their emotions? Yes. After all, I’m a writer, too.

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This is a part of my Writing Prompt series. Learn more HERE.

Ripped

Showing off some skin and side boob in Delaware in 2014.

Question #1076: Have you ever had anything waxed, if so, what?

Yes.

I had a rose dipped in wax at a Renaissance festival in Ohio my senior year in high school. I remember it started flaking on the bus ride home. I’ve also had paraffin wax poured over my hands and feet as part of various spa treatments over the years.

And I’ve been known to nonchalantly play with melted candle wax — usually while waiting for my food or drinking wine — sloshing it around the burning candle wick, dipping or shaping the wax with my fingers, scraping it off the sides of the container.

But that’s not what this question is really about, is it?

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Head Space

Question #850: What do you do when you want to get out of your own head?

My head space is so cluttered. And I am the first to admit, most of the things that take up space in my head probably aren’t necessary. If expert organizer Marie Kondo could take a peek inside of it, she would probably gracefully shake her head, and politely ask, “What of this sparks joy for you?”

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It’s the Simple Things

Question #309: In the haste of your daily life, what are you not remembering?

I saw this question, and knew I would use it for today, the 18th anniversary of the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks. I posted twice on this blog on the actual day of those attacks, and shared further memories about that day and how it shaped the rest of my life many times here over the years.

So this will not be a rehash about the particulars of that day, but such an anniversary is a timely reminder that life is precious and can be snuffed out in ways that are slow and silent, or quick and violent. The cliche rings true: every day is a gift.

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Swimming With Sharks

Question 2017: Would you swim with sharks?

Yes, and actually, I did so. In fact, the entire family swam with sharks. It was in August 2014 during our vacation to Florida, and we survived, mostly because it was a reasonably controlled environment, and they were bonnethead and leopard sharks which aren’t known to randomly attack humans.

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Light ‘Em if You Got ‘Em

Question 2911: Have you ever smoked a cigar, would you, for what occasion?

The first time I smoked a cigar was in June 1999, the night I graduated from high school in Northern Kentucky. After the graduation ceremony, students from my class gathered in a parking lot on the banks of the Ohio River to celebrate our achievement. A few months earlier, we pooled our money together to secure a riverboat cruise.

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Those Memories

Blowing bubbles with Miss C and the neighborhood kids in April 2006.

Question 156Would you rather lose all your old memories or never be able to make new ones?

I would rather keep my old memories, and lose the ability to retain new ones, which I think is the intent of this question, because to lose the ability to MAKE memories … that’s death, isn’t it?

And who wants THAT? Not me. Not yet, anyway.

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Shocked

Question 1115Have you ever been electrocuted?

It’s probably my earliest memory, zapped and fried into my brain with precise detail. I was three years old, and decided to stick a corn-on-the-cob holder into our living room socket.

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The Longest Book

Book shopping with Miss C in October 2018

Question #758What is the longest book you’ve ever read?

In 2011, I checked out the book Les Miserables from our local library in Northern Virginia, not realizing it’s one of the longest novels in history. I mean, clearly, it’s a big book with 513,000 words on 2,783 pages. But since I enjoyed the musical so much, and knew the plot, I figured it was something I could easily follow and read during my bath time soaks.

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