I am good at saying Goodbye

Rustie MacDonald
Nov 1 · 4 min read

I was raised in a harsh world. We had little. We bathed using a water hose and lived in a bus. The greatest joys I had as a child were catching tadpoles and playing with my army men. The heat of south Florida made everything move slow. I moved like a sloth but somehow? The damn tadpoles could out swim my attempts to catch them. My days were filled with “what-ifs” and dreams of being rescued. I always knew that things could be better.

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Rustie MacDonald

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Rustie shares her personal journey through severe poverty, rape, abuse, & homelessness in a light-hearted way. Her radio Show: blogtalkradio.com/rustie

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