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Years back, I had once accused a friend, because he forgot my birthday. He defended himself by saying. “I knew it. I had a sign that I was forgetting something. I just didn’t know what.” I also remember thinking that he had just called coincidences a sign; he was giving meaning to random acts.Now, I realize that we all do the same. We search for meaning from within ourselves or an external source. Searching for an answer, direction, a warning, that we’re heading the wrong way, straight for collision. We see the sign. We ignore it or we don’t think it’s the sign or we www.onedoor.ccdon’t accept the instructi...
Never, Ever Tell Momma
“What a morning I have had! Hooboy! This was one for the ages. Just a sec. Let me get myself combobulated over here. I got to sit. You know I'm not one to drink, but I could sure use a wine cooler to settle my nerves. Honey, this was epic with a capital P. I might as well tell you it all, cause you're gonna hear it soon enough. You know how things are around here. Do you see this? My hands are still shaking. I'm trying to hold them still. See? I'm telling you, I have been to crazytown and back today.It all started with Momma calling me this morning. You know that new blouse I got, the blue one...
We Never Told Anyone
We Never Told Anyone“We never told anyone about the night we met,” Cierra said to Mark and Robin,” as Jeffrey took a sip of wine.“It was a blind date,” he said smiling. “Something I said I would never do. Cierra’s sister set us up.”“No, Jeffrey. It was my brother, Mike, who set us up.” “I thought it was your sister.”“Nope, it was my brother,” Cierra snapped. Then turning to Robin, Cierra said, “And, Jeffrey didn’t pick me up for our date. I had to meet him at Copper Kettle restaurant downtown. Since I didn’t have any plans and Mike had set it up before asking me, and Jeffrey was a good frie...
My Best Mate Disappeared
The date is etched on my mind. – It was the day Robbie disappeared, the 17th June, 1974 – forty seven years ago, and it changed the lives of family and friends for good. It left a small space in my heart and it’s still there today. Robbie would be 60 this year. In twelve days’ time it will be his birthday, but there won’t be a special ‘who’s an old man now’ party. I will raise a glass to my best friend and wonder where he went. He was just an average thirteen year old kid. He lived at home with his mum and dad, his brother and sister and his Gran. He loved eating and he loved playing all spor...