Moving Through the Storm Swept away by the torrential storm, no place to plant my shaking feet. I'm cold and the rain's beating down. I'm torn. I wanna give up. Maybe I just need a seat. My legs and heart feel too heavy, I have fallen hard to the ground. Worry and… Continue reading Moving Through the Storm
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Fragmented Beauty
Sometimes the impact occurs fairly early in life. One of my children struggled with sight. I was convinced severe nearsightedness wasn't the only issue at hand. True, she couldn't identify anything that was merely a yard away. But, something in the reaction, her panic, sent off alarming sirens. An optometrist didn't figure out the problem.… Continue reading Fragmented Beauty