Archives for February 2013

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Bastard Child (Chapter 2) of Ragdoll Redeemed

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(R)  Elizabeth Veronica Larkin

(L) Veronica Elizabeth Larkin, Laskavitch, Kelley, Carter

 

 

 

 

 

“The first pressure of sorrow crushes  out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards  the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste  and strain from the lees of the vat.” —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

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Ragdoll Redeemed:Growing up in the Shadow of Marilyn Monroe Chapter 1 cont

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Ragdoll Redeemed: Growing up in the Shadow of Marilyn Monroe Chapter 1 continued

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Marilyn’s mother was taken once again to a psychiatric hospital the day they had to pry a knife from her hands. I was around six or seven the night my mother attacked my stepfather with a butcher knife during a drunken argument.  To this day, I can instantly be jerked back to that night by the memory  of that  helpless  reality.  I tremble  as the  remembrance of my mother’s insanity threatens  to wash over me and leaves me equally unstable.

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Ragdoll Redeemed:Growing up in the Shadow of Marilyn Monroe (excerpts) Chapter 1 cont..

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When  you are the child of a mother  whose reality is as fragile and easily shattered as were those of our respective mothers, so is your own reality. Thus it was, like many other children with no fathers and minimal mothering, we survived this period, during which numerous  adult authority  figures entered  and exited our lives like so many characters flickering across our life movie screen. And just like the fictional figures in movies, all these people were real only for a brief time before quickly fading out of sight again, always on a stage just beyond reach, devastatingly untouchable. The legacy of untouchable  images; images blowing in the wind like characters traversing a stage, people coming and going in all manner of colorful customs, thus binding our self-images to a life- time of relational uncertainty.