Cynthia Harrison
Novelist
Category: love
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Last Letter to Mom
It’s mom’s birthday today. Hi, Mom! Just in case someone reads this to you, I’m sorry we are not out to lunch at Olive Garden. I was not able to send you books, either. It’s sad you cannot read anymore as reading was always your biggest pleasure (aside from you grandsons!) It sure is a…
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For Love
As the big day for romance approaches I am filled with love. It has been said that we are only able to fully love when we acknowledge that the world is a terrible place. It is. And yet…we have chemistry on our side. Oxytocin, the so-called cuddle chemical (L. Phillips) fills me as I write…
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Post-Romantic Stress Disorder
Been reading this awesome book by the father of the “inner child” movement that helped so many of us recover from childhood wounds. Bradshaw looked to experts in the fields of love, relationships, and science to infuse this book with smart advice for writers of love stories– unintended I’m sure–probably wrote it for actual real people in love or…
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Celebration Central
Finally opened my rusty heart. Hadn’t known it was closed, although all evidence pointed that way. For several years, I eschewed invitations to family holiday parties hosted by friends because they made me miss my own family and the days back when, every holiday, my house was Celebration Central. Why did I say yes this year when Donna invited Al & me for Easter dinner?…
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More Love, More Joy
More Love: Smokey Robinson & the Miracles I grew up and live in Metro Detroit. The Motor City. Motown. So when I went searching for a new theme for this old blog, Smokey Robinson popped into my head. And he was singing this song. Click for video, read on for powerful lyrics that I feel more…