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Rachel DuRossier
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No Hard Feelings
It dawned on Liv pretty quickly that driving a dump truck in heels was not optimal but the idea of being barefoot on these sticky floor mats was unfathomable. In daytime, a woman wearing a puffy-sleeved evening gown behind the wheel of dump truck would have turned heads. But, under the heavy blanket of the evening, only the orange glow of the intermittent street lights may have afforded a random passerby to raise a question or two.
By Rachel DuRossier 3 years ago in Families
Growing up in Grief - Part 3: All Aboard
“It’s been three months, aren’t you over it, yet?!” First off, I have a colourful response that question. An aunt of mine once asked me that. A callous question to ask a fourteen year old kid who just lost her mother. The thirty-something adult writing this today can still taste the sourness that left in my mouth over twenty years ago.
By Rachel DuRossier 3 years ago in Humans
Growing up in Grief - Part 2: Fear, Freedom and Fromage
Today, cheese made me burst into tears. Yes, cheese. Medium cheddar, specifically. There I was sitting at my desk in silence, minding my own business, eating my cheese (medium cheddar)… with big, hot, uncontrollable tears running down my cheeks. True story.
By Rachel DuRossier 3 years ago in Humans
Growing up in Grief - Part One of Many
The teenage years are the most formative ones of your life. Every gust of wind pushes or pulls you in one direction or another towards who you will eventually become. Every shade or nuance shapes our views of the world… of ourselves. We are truly a product of our environment. With all this change, it’s an understatement to say that the transition from childhood into teenager land can be a tough phase of life – no salt added.
By Rachel DuRossier 3 years ago in Humans