by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 22, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“A hurricane sounds like a lot of locomotives. You can write that down and put it in the Bible. FEMA is coming tomorrow. I hope they give me a place to stay and help rebuild my house. Do you want to buy this? I will sell it to you cheap. I grew up in this house...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 21, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on eggshells my whole life. I never felt safe in my own home from the time I could barely walk until I divorced by my first husband. The fear and started with my father. When I was 18, the guy I loved with all of my heart was killed in Vietnam and my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 20, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am searching for clarity. My mom kicked me out on my 18th birthday over her husband. My stepsiblings were envious of me because I had a job and was going to school and started doing things to make me look like I was the bad person. I lived with a stranger but...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 19, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am a pastry chef. I started working in restaurants and loved it. When someone says, ‘Oh my God, that was so good. I never had something like that before,’ it makes me want to keep pushing. A lady walked in angry and hungry and left doing a happy...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 18, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in a good household, but my dad was an unavailable alcoholic. I always wanted to make him proud but that could never happen. I just wanted someone to tell me I was beautiful and sweet and I was the best thing that ever happened to them. My dad died and had...
