Chapter Five Oh by Rebecca Masterson

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Grief Springs All Up Into Your Business
(the grief cliches and an airport kiosk)
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Rebecca Masterson
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Helloooo, New Year
Helloooo, New Year. In my head, I’m saying that ala Seinfeld to Newman. Helloooo, New Year. We meet again, you’ve done me dirty so what do you want now…
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Rebecca Masterson
Hear the Angel Voices
I’ve been waiting on myself to begin. I knew it was time to get back to this and I knew it was time for a shift. I shut down the old blog, bought a new…
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Rebecca Masterson
Bye, Mom.
My mom died on April 1, just a little over two weeks ago. I don’t know which cliché to use – does it feel like yesterday or years? Both, I guess. My mom…
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Rebecca Masterson
No Shame
Well, it had to come. Some of you readers have been with me for a while now. You’ve read these random blogs and followed along on Facebook as Jax came…
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Rebecca Masterson
The Answer is No.
So we’re homeschooling over here. It’s going really well, I’d say. We have great people, Jax’s anxiety is at an all-time low, he’s happy, he’s…
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Rebecca Masterson
Better
I have sucked as a parent lately. Truth. 'Tis the season for holiday lights and wrapping paper and for mom to be a stressed out asshole. That should be…
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Rebecca Masterson
Chapter Five Oh by Rebecca Masterson
Chapter Five Oh by Rebecca Masterson
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Chapter Five Oh by Rebecca Masterson

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