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Author Archives: Myriah Christine

Don’t Miss the View

Two decades later, I still remember that Tuesdays were reserved for sprint repeats in Track & Field practice.  Twelve 200m’s seemed altogether impossible.  That totaled three all out miles! Sometimes I would have to walk one out just to catch my breath.  Obviously everyone was short of breath, but I would be trailing across the (…) MORE »

Persons on a Journey

Four years ago I was a strangely intriguing woman.  One of those whose memoirs you’d like to read but someone you wouldn’t want to spend too much time with, for fear that I might rub off on you. I had over the national average of children, each of them fully intended, all under age 10. (…) MORE »

This is My Voice: Hear Me or Don’t

Test.  Test.  Hello?  Are you listening?  Is anyone listening to me? I’ve realized that my emotions boil whenever I feel unheard.  Someone refuses to listen to me – especially family – and I go bonkers.  Knotted stomach, bulging veins, flailing arms, the works. Usually I can avoid a scene by simply saying “not now.”  I (…) MORE »

Princesses Don’t Eat Cake

I applaud Dove’s revolutionary efforts toward a cultural embrace of real women with real curves, yet I cannot deny the impact of body image messages handed down generationally. Like many young ladies, I became keenly aware of body image around the age of puberty, which for me occurred soon after Richard Simmons became popular.  Headbands (…) MORE »

It’s All About [the Magic, the Memories, and] You

High hopes often bring out the worst in people.  Take for instance my visit to Disneyland during Christmas week.  The Happiest Place on Earth + the most wonderful time of the year = high probability of wrecked expectations. It happened for me in Adventure Land.  I had just jolted my way through the Indiana Jones (…) MORE »

The Perspective to Receive

The light of dawn seeps through the blinds as my toddler stirs beside me.   At 27 months, he still nurses before waking.  In true boy fashion, his routine is to take one side, then the other, then climb over to Daddy to rest his head on Dad’s arm.  Snuggling with Mommy hasn’t been his thing (…) MORE »

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