Reflections

My mirror reflects a woman, five feet tall, grey hair, age spots daubed with foundation, dusted with powder, yet still visible. Ancestors from Britain, Ireland, and Alsace Lorraine fill my gene pool But they don’t tell you who I am. Once the title on my business card defined the square footage of my office, the... Continue Reading →

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