“I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.”
- Walt Whitman I recently…
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The Kind of Mothering We All Need
*name has been changed to protect privacy I recently went outside my comfort zone and made a ninety-minute drive…
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A Moment Longer Than Necessary
While growing up, I periodically told my sister something I never told anyone else. “I think I’m going to…
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Knowing Where Your People Are
“But I’ll kneel down, Wait for now And I’ll kneel down, Know my ground And I will wait, I will…
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Somebody’s Child
*name has been changed I still remember her baby fine blonde hair that hung just above her shoulders. She had…
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Before Today Ends
Today I hear … Whining about her sister having a bigger scoop. Slamming doors. The relentless buzz of the dryer–a…
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