After many years of penning this blog, I have come to know many of you and if you have been following me and reading the comments you probably know each other too.
During Christmas, many of you shared your home’s Christmas decor which gave us another glimpse of you. I enjoyed that so much that I want to continue putting forth ways for us to connect. If you have a personal story that you would want to share please send it to me at
coreyamaro@aol.com
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Shared Stories number 5
True story:
While Steve was watching football I went out junking.
The first stop I found these cute little bottle brush trees and they are in my hand when the owner of the shop comes up to me and indicates she was choking and needed the Heimlich.
So after three abdominal thrusts, she is coughing, her bite of sandwich flies out, and she can finally speak again.
Both of us are shaking and we realize she has dug her nails into my hands making them bleed and I have crushed the bottlebrush trees I held in my fists.
I continue to wander around and then go to pay for my little trees.
She says “this is on me, thanks for coming in and saving my life.”
All I could think was ‘I guess all those CPR classes at work, really do work’ and
I wished I’d had that Tiffany repousse silver bowl in my hands.
Cheers, Michelle (aka Momof5)
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