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Hidden Gems
--Elise--“Welcome to Bacon in the Pan, the podcast about women changing the world." My best friend’s familiar voice pours into my small flat like California sunshine. "Today’s guest is someone I’ve known a very long time.”Outside, the sky is gray and dark with rain. Beeping scooters whiz by to the ubiquitous cadence of police sirens in the distance. I love my apartment, with it's soaring windows and light wooden floors, and I'm lucky to have it. 98 Boulevard Malesherbes is owned by a businesswoman on a long-term assignment in Aust...
Bittersweet Chocolate
“Bye, Lila! Get home safe.” I shut the door and sighed, what a crazy party. I look back at the dorm, not completely trashed, but a significant amount of cleaning up is needed. As I walked down the hallway, I picked up some red solo cups spread out on the floor. Huh, someone spilled some popcorn and soda in the main living room, I’ll clean that up later. River was standing in the middle of the common room. Her dainty hands on her head, slit brows furrowed together. She was breathtaking. “Oh, Alex, could you please check the other rooms to see if anyone left anything?” Her voice suddenly broug...
Nan's life
We were at my great nans' bedside, her daughters and sons, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were there to see her pass away. It was a sad occasion. We had her funeral planned for years, not knowing when she truly would pass. She wanted to be sent off to Nirvana playing in the background and Bea Arthurs voice from the golden girls giving her comfort. She adored Bea Arthur and would go on long rambling rants about how that woman made history. She too grew up in the 1920s and was a part of the army, a woman that was a field nurse, ahead of her generation with multiple medals. She was a demo...
Myra DuFre': From Cocoon to Emergent www.onedoor.ccButterfly
Myra DuFre’ walked lazily into the kitchen one early Saturday morning, prepared to make some toast and a welcome steaming cup of coffee. What greeted her instead was a conversation that would change the course of her future. Little did she know, her present life as she knew it was about to come crashing down around her...As Myra walked into the kitchen, she was greeted by the sight of her husband, Ron, sitting at the table, staring awkwardly out the window with tears streaming down his face. Surprised at this unexpected sight, she hurried across the room and stood next to Ron, fearfully asking...