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 ten 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

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing. Prompt

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“Oh I see you are practicing again, how nice! Not many people do, but when giving a speech to a somewhat noisy crowd, lamprophony is very important! But I am so proud of you and I think your classmates are too. Valedictorian on your transcript will take you far!
Joe adjusted his tie for the fourth time, and wanted it looser so he’d be more comfortable. Getting up there to give a speech made his legs feel like jelly. He could count on his mom for fortitude.

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CCC 12-31-25

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“There she goes, grab her Henry! She will get all the other girls! Henry, watch out she’s coming for you!”

“Squaaaak!” Henry tried but too late and he suffered a bite on his neck.

Harry ran to him but there was nothing he could do. He started squawking really loud to attract the farmer to get Hilda away from Henry. Thank heavens he noticed.

“Been at it again, Hilda?” The farmer picked her up and isolated her in another pen. Then he attended Harry.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #067

Friday Fictioneers

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Joe was just an ordinary bloke. He lived alone, couldn’t tell a joke. His family believed he lived on a beach, away from them on an island they couldn’t reach. Joe lied, knew his deceit, but seeing his family, have to see, and greet them every day, there is no way Joe could stand it, because his money they’d demand it. Joe had to lie and that is why he lives here in this shack. He sees people all day, shows them the way to see the forest and trees, always eager to please visitors on trails forth and back.

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2 January 2026