We walked up and down the walkways in the park looking for the display that my granddaughter claimed she was lending to the park for the summer. She hadn’t told me what the display looked like so we had to go up and down all the walkways and look at each display and read the little card attached to it.
Julian, my husband, said,” Here Annie, look. That’s hers,” he said proudly. I hurried over and grabbed his hand, tears streaming down my face. It was a bust of her mother, my daughter who had died 5 years ago today.
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Tessa–
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses
My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts.
I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife". This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation).
I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content.
I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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That’s so sad and poignant. Great story.
-David
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Thank you!
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A lovely tribute well told, Tessa.
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It wasn’t my original idea, but as I wrote it came to me. Thank you for your kind words.
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How very sweet!
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Thank you!
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What a lovely surprise
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That must have been a deeply poignant experience.
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I would think so!
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A touching story, which I enjoyed reading
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Thank you Michael!
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Such a mix of emotions they must have felt. Great job of setting up the tension for the twist.
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Thank you! I wasn’t sure where I was going with it at first, but then it popped into my mind. Sometimes they speak to me.
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You’re welcome.
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Ouch! a wonderfully rendered story.
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