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It's been a rough day today with Donovan. I'm emotionally drained. I'm making today's NaBloPoMo prompt would drain me even more so I'm adding links and if you wish, you may go back and read my even crappier writing from last year and the years before.

Has anything traumatic ever happened to you? Describe the scenes surrounding a particular event.


Not counting the deaths of family members, I've had four traumatic experiences:

1. When I was 14, just starting high school wee!, I had back surgery. Not so traumatic to some people. To me, at 14, having to stay in the hospital, an hour from mom and dad, alone? Traumatic for me. I wrote about it here. In three days, it will have been 24 years. Holy smokes rocky!

2. I had a miscarriage between Sophia and Celia. Even though we weren't planning on the third one at that time, it was so devastating when we lost the baby. Some people have said at least it happened early on. I can smack them right? A loss at any stage is horrible. I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

3. Celia's birth was the most traumatic thing I've been through to date. Part One and Part Two. I still cry when I read it. Sometimes it's because of the story, sometimes because of my crappy writing. Ha!

4. The bank in the store I work at was robbed at gunpoint while I was shopping with my daughter. She had been begging me to go get a cookie from there (they always get one from the girls there). I kept telling her no, we would be coming up the next aisle to the bank. Relax. What if I had let her run ahead and get a cookie??

I really wish I could write more about each of these events because they all have helped shape who I am but I have a wicked migraine that will have me in tears in a couple minutes. The kind where I will have to turn out the lights and put white noise on in the headphones so the husband can watch the hockey games. Sorry.

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