When I was eight, my parents went on a two-week trip without me. They left me in the care of a guardian, their trusted friend. I wasn’t old enough to …
Personal Thoughts
Before I even open my eyes, I can feel the ache. My headache indicates that when I open my eyes the world will be blurry. These days, my eyes require …
He lays his head back against my chest as the engine roars beneath us. His little hands alternate between resting on my lap and pretending he’s the one turning the …
The familiar phrasing and beloved lyrics cascaded through the car. Instantly, the music transformed this mother of six, frantically running errands, into a shy seventeen-year-old sitting alone in a dark …
Precious Child, You are my love, my chosen one, made by my gentle hands.I know your thoughts. I see your face. Your life is in my plan. This time of …
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