“I can see him now as his hand would pass over the horizon directing my sight to the conifers great and small, our fishing pond, our vegetable gardens, and of course all the things he had accumulated over the years. He would say ALL this will be yours someday!”
Read More“There should be a quoted caption somewhere saying: “I’m only 35 years old, but I grew up knowing that my Mamma had to hide from the Klan as a girl in the same town where my folks raised me. That thread is bright, clear, and ugly before my eyes. It runs through our whole garment, even for those who don’t see it.”
Read More“Vulnerability affords us the opportunity to own our sojourn and encourages others to do the same.”
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