I was the shiny new girl. The one who came most anytime of a school year when growing up. Middle, beginnings, or endings, did not matter really. Most every grade was in a different school. I loved it then. I could change. Be a chameleon. I graduated with strangers, or in the least, casual acquaintances. That was when I first, really ached for community, for a family of friends to celebrate memories I never shared. I...
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Hell came against you, somewhere on the way. It’s as if the sky has fallen on your head. Maybe it will knock some sense into everything, into you. The thing you’ve been saying now whips backwards. Your own words mocking you. Failing just one hour ago, they become ghosts that haunt. You know how how you did well? Done good for one whole blessed, single day and even two? You believe in resurrections but few...
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We have been helplessly watching green blades race for the sky. And sitting on the patio above the lawn, is like having an audience of mystery. What is really lurking to the roots of this mess? There is much not seen, hidden away, like dark grassy knolls in my heart. But then, we also have babies. There are chicks and ducks, chirping with their feathers coming in. Then there are kittens so small, they think we are Momma....
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Subscribe and receive my free resource, “Breaking Up with Fear,” plus a bonus toolkit of Facebook tips. I have dreamed of words and of art. I even dabbled in painting, long ago. I wrote poetry and hid behind metaphors. However, I imagined these as hobbies irrelevant for adulthood, at least for mine. Art of any kind was not considered a career, a talent maybe, but not something to pour your whole life...
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