Author: rugby843

I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl

Six Sentence Story

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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If only I could walk.

If only I had a handicapped entry.

If only I had a slanted ramp to the grass.

If only I had a ramp that covered gravel.

If only I had a ramp from my back door to the parking lot.

“If onlys” are a waste of time.☺️

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

The Sunday Whirl

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
Grandma was always kind to the child, never wanting to jinx her relationship with Joey but also wanting him to experience the way life could be, with rapture and adventure. She decided he was old enough to have the gift of sorcery she had practiced many years; just a favor of a few secret spells. This style of life served her well over time, but Joey’s mother was in denial such things existed and refused to let Grandma use any sorcery. They finally came to have a truce whereby Joey could be taught a bit, but with close supervision by his mother.

Wordle 697

The Sunday Whirl

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Sara had a secret habit of reading, especially on rainy nights; huddled under a knitted blanket, getting the shakes as she devoured a murder mystery. Sometimes a bright flash would shine in the window glass and she would picture vivid scars on the murdered victim, in a twist of a nightmarish dream when she dozed off. These dreams and images often occurred when thunder joined the flashes of light. Sara’s mother wondered why her daughter woke up more tired than when she went to bed, but Sara kept it to herself.

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Wordle 696

MLMM Wordle 414

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The jewel on the dog’s clasp for his leash shone so bright that its reflection on the icy path was hindering Joe’s sight. He was temporarily blinded, letting the dog run free as he dropped the leash. He had just earned his dad’s trust by finding this collar kit in the pet shop, and his dad let him take the lead on their dog. Until he was blinded by the sun, ice and jewel, Joe thought he aced his dad’s approval. Now as they both ran to find the free running pet, Joe knew he hadn’t a ghost of a chance to hold the tether by himself again.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #414