The Diagnosis

The diagnosis – drum roll, please! Why isn’t she walking? She’s 18 months old. She should be walking by now. Well folks, it was 1949 and diagnosing moved slower back then. When I couldn’t walk by 18 months; they took me to a doctor to find out...

Buelah, the Matriarch

From what I’ve been told and from listening when I wasn’t supposed to be listening; I garnered that my infant existence quickly became a tug of war between Beulah and Amelia. My mom was supposed to find her voice and well, that didn’t happen. She was no match for...