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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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Surprises about Life in the City

When my husband and I moved to the city as newlyweds, I was a little skeptical that I would love it. I was only used to living in rural settings. They felt safe and peaceful. However, I was in for some surprises. Living in the city feels safer. When I moved in, I was very…

“May Our Words Be Kind and Few”

But Mom piqued my interest, and I was sucked in. Less than 10 days later, I had watched most of the 10 days of trial from the opening comments, to witness testimonies, cross-examinations, and lastly the verdict.

What Does It Feel Like to Dance Beside A Heaving Stomach?

TRIGGER WARNING: Poetic descriptions of vomiting. Last night, while visiting at a friend’s house after a delicious meal, I got “the feeling.” The feeling that I was going to vomit. Sure enough. For some reason, I’m a little obsessed with how the flu works. I’m always so amazed how the stomach can regurgitate its contents…

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