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My Father's 100th Birthday

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My Father was born on September 12, 1917. He fought in World War 2 in the Navy. He did many things after that. I learned from my mother that he was a paramedic for awhile and he eventually started his own business. His company did engraving. Mainly engraving tombstones. He retired and bought a house in Florida. His first wife died and he spent awhile single. He met my mother while she was in Florida. She decided to keep in touch with him when she came back up to Maryland. As she tells me, one day they were talking on  the phone and he said, "Come back down to Florida and marry me". And she did. Not immediately, but she did. He was 36 years older than her. He was 69 when I was born. My mom suffered at least 4 miscarriages I believe and the death of my sister who was born in 1982 just one day after she was born. After her death and all the miscarriages, they had me. Then two years later, my brother. My father had heart problems due to his age. He died on Jan 4, 1991. I was 4. …

Never Again

What do you do when your mind won't sleep?
When the thoughts race in your mind like butterflies in fields
When all you think about are your faults
The time you wish you could get back
The hurt in your heart stinging with unimaginable pain
The love that was lost
The love that got away
The false love that prevented both
My mind races from one extreme to another
Paralyzed with fear and overcome with grief
Over thinking what you always took for granted
I drained my heart of love for you
The love that you were supposed to cherish
Instead you ripped it apart and disregarded it
Now I'm left to pick up the pieces
Pieces of my heart that I wonder will ever mend
Pieces of my mind that now doubts love
You moved on because truth be told you already found another
It made it that much worse
The doubt, fear and anger relived over and over
But I will be fine
I always pick my pieces up
I'm good at puzzles
They always fit back together
I am stronger than the false love you have
I am wo…

Great Granddaughter of a Confederate Soldier

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With all that is going on in the news about protests and the removal of Confederate monuments, I thought I would put my two cents in. Everyone else seems to be so I might as well. My father's side of the family is from Alabama. They were heavily involved in the Civil War fighting on the Confederate side. I know of at least one who was killed in the war. My great grandfather, P.J. Corley was from Joppa, Alabama. He fought in the war as well. He was also a founding member of the Gilliam Springs Baptist Church. He was a preacher who traveled to teach the word of God. He was buried in the cemetery at Corinth Baptist Church in Joppa. I don't know what his personal beliefs were during the Civil War. But I do know that we all have a choice. We can either choose love or hate. My daughter is an example of what I chose. She is biracial. Black and white. She will grow up knowing her African American ancestry and also her Irish and Scottish ancestry. I will also teach her about American h…