As a little girl, my nickname was Baldy. It seems that as a toddler, I contracted some kind of head rash that meant cutting off all of my hair. So, Baldy became what people called me, from aunts and uncles to neighbors. I must have been in the third or fourth grade before I even... Continue Reading →
A Beloved Name
Daily writing promptWhat's the story behind your nickname?View all responses My children call me "Gina. I became the legal guardian for two nieces and two nephews, ages 2-6 when I was 21. They had called me Gina since they could talk. When their mother, my only sibling, died unexpectedly, and I took physical custody of... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 