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I was a receptionist at my father's office during a couple of summers at the end of high school. Fortunately I didn't have to have an interview; I was simply told I had a job. I was merely the last in a long series of female cousins who worked at the office because, well… because … Continue reading My first job: office work
less is more … realized that, in most cases, what we have already is enough. Less may be more, but quite often more is not more.
“You have your whole life ahead of you.” I was seventeen and in the throes of a toxic relationship with my mother. An English teacher of mine gave me that bit of advice in a long stream of advice that I have otherwise forgotten. I’m 54 now, but it suddenly occurs to me that the … Continue reading The Best Advice I Ever Received
To relive one day of my life: my eighteenth birthday is the first day that pops into mind. Life took an upturn that year: I was a senior in high school, at the top of my form (not very high, perhaps, but still a peak). I had managed to escape my poisonous home life with … Continue reading If I Could Relive Any Day of My Life: Birthday
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