One Fortnight at Yarmouth

Just as David Copperfield experienced new things during his fortnight at Yarmouth, so have I. This space houses the tales of my figurative fortnight at Yarmouth. Patterned after young Davy, I write about the beauty, acceptance, fears, surprises, sadness, and of course a few of the Mrs. Gummidges of my life.


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“You Do Not Walk Alone”

Four woman all in a row. Whimpering together awkwardly and trying to return our faces to their pre-teary-eyed state as we women do when we find ourselves crying. Four of us crying through the words and music penned by strangers.

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