Author: becksranaldi
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The Storm…
Her hair; messy and tossed up in a loose bun, barely held its shape as the evening breeze tugged ruthlessly at it. She stood silently in the field staring as the sun slowly crept beneath the horizon. Rays of vibrant colors stretching through the clouds, desperately reaching and grasping for more time before succumbing to…
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Death & Old Age – a post from the past
12MAY20101 Comment by spunkysalymander in LIFE SO for years I worked in nursing homes and with the elderly. Yes, I wiped their butts, showered them, changed them, clothed them, fed them, talked with them, walked with them, and loved them. Some days it was a dirty disgusting job… I remember one day, one of my favorite patients pooped…
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Hello World!
Hi my name is Rabecca Ranaldi, I am a mother, wife, sister, daughter and friend…. I am impatient, I yell, I am jealous, I get angry, I expect things, I burp, I always order more than I can eat, I barely ever wear shoes, I talk to strangers, I drive crazy, I am never ready…
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