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06/28/2008
Nowhere Woman
Saturday, June 28, 2008: I feel like a nowhere woman, a woman without anchor, without a place that belongs to her and only her.
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06/26/2008
Rubio
Thursday, June 26, 2008: There was no more protective dog than Rubio. No other animal had his fierce loyalty, his courage. He didn't think about himself when it came to protecting me. I was Number One with him.
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06/25/2008
No Sister
June 25, 2008:Have not heard from my sister. Must be out there on the road to CA.
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06/21/2008
Tuned Out
Saturday, June 21, 2008 I have been tuned out bymy dear brother Alex in California. He asked about my plans, then tuned out. Haven't heard from him since last week.
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06/17/2008
Laura
Tuesday, June 17, 2008: Laura, the 1944 movie classic starring Gene Tierney, is all about class. The sets, the costumes, the acting are all superb. I particularly love the outfits worn by Gene Tierney, designed by Bonnie Cashin. They're stylish 1940s clothes, but they don't look outdated. They're timeless. The same is true for the furniture and the art direction. A perfect movie.
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Heavy Nightmare
Tuesday, June 17, 2008: I will leave on the 20th, but I don't know how. That part totally escapes me. All I know is that I must leave. I have to take my little cat, my belongings and take off. Scary. I can't wait for it to happen.
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06/16/2008
Jersey City
Monday, June 16, 2008: Jersey seems to be my next destination. How to get a ride there? Don't have money for a plane ticket, Greyhound and Amtrak don't take cats.
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Jersey City
Monday, June 16, 2008: Jersey seems to be my next destination. How to get a ride there? Don't have money for a plane ticket, Greyhound and Amtrak don't take cats.
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06/10/2008
Nadia Remembered
Tuesday, June 10, 2008: It was a Thursday. Very early in the morning. You tried everything to survive, just like had done it your entire life, but the fire was too great. You thought of everything to draw attention to yourself and your dogs. I know they barked for help, and I know you must have yelled.
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Thoughts of a Foreclosed Person
Tuesday, June 10,th 2008: I have learned not to trust. That is one of lessons gained from my foreclosure experience. In a way, I have survived it--after all, I'm alive writing this. But in another way, the belief I had in people is gone. Totally gone. That cannot be changed. Too much has happened and most of has been hard. My health has suffered as well. When I started to realize the mess I was in, there was no way for me to sleep 7 or 8 straight hours. I would wake up in the middle of the night asking myself: What will I do? What will I do now? There was no answer, though I tried looking for one.
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06/09/2008
9 Years
Monday, June 9, 2008: Tomorrow it will be 9 years. Nadia died 9 years ago in that horrible fire. It was a Thursday morning and she did everything she could to ask for help. No one came until it was too late. She died of asphixiation, with two of her dogs, Otranto and Niebla. The firemen found her next to the front door. She had been clutching the house keys.
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06/07/2008
Again
Saturday, June 7, 2008: In all honesty, I cannot abandon my cat. I need a home, that's true, but she's not a disposable thing that I can let go of. I cannot forget how great my cat is and has been. She's my family, the only one I can relate to.
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