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The Tears I Never Cried.

By: redtentwomen June 15, 2016June 14, 2016

relationshipsAnna Smith, Death, death of a child, Grief, Kindness, Loss, processing grief, tears, Youth Group, Youth ministry6 Comments

Last week, I sat down at my keypad and within 30 minutes of typing and erasing, I quit and walked away from my attempts to write.

Dancing with Dolphins

By: redtentwomen May 9, 2016May 8, 2016

Art, Day to DayAnna Smith, Creation, dolphins, God's presence, Poetry, Praise, Respite, Rest, The Sea4 Comments

Living a couple hours drive away from the Atlantic Ocean, I often take day trips to visit the coast.

One Day

By: redtentwomen January 13, 2016January 11, 2016

LiteratureAnna Smith, Poetry, Restore One, sex trafficked boys, Sex Trafficking, Sexual Abuse, The Anchor House, William Blake4 Comments

“One Day” is a refection of my work at Restore One

A Time to Dance

By: redtentwomen December 16, 2015December 13, 2015

Warrior, WholeheartedAnna Smith, Childhood, Dance, Homes of Hope, Insecurity, Isolation, Jazz, Jesus, Parents, Restore One, Sex Trafficking, Tap, Therapy6 Comments

During fourth grade, my Mom signed me up for an entire year of jazz class.

Uncanny Space

By: redtentwomen November 13, 2015November 12, 2015

Warrior, WholeheartedAdult Children, Anna Smith, boundaries, Childhood, foot-washing, harm, hospital, Jesus, Parents, Restore One, Sex Trafficking, Therapy2 Comments

I’m unsure of how to start the conversation about honor.

Unrooted

By: redtentwomen October 12, 2015October 11, 2015

Warrior, WholeheartedAbuse, Anna Smith, God's Calling, overwhelmed, Poetry, Restore One, sex trafficked boys, Sex Trafficking2 Comments

His name is who? Mine yours and ours mistaken toil stone still Yet He rolls on Dusky skin basking against roads of red silence.

Set; Unsettled

By: redtentwomen September 4, 2015September 2, 2015

LiteratureAnna Smith, Friendship, heartache, overwhelmed, Poetry6 Comments

Growing up is hard.

Flower Child

By: redtentwomen June 5, 2015August 2, 2015

LiteratureAnna Smith, Gardening, Hydrangeas, Play, Poetry2 Comments

When I was a little girl I’d spend hours upon hours playing and imagining in my Grandma’s garden.

Grounding Down

By: redtentwomen May 7, 2015August 2, 2015

Day to Day, WarriorAnchor House, Anna Smith, non-profit, North Carolina, Poetry, Restore One, strawberry picking3 Comments

Feeling the earth Wet Damp Present Alive

Roll Back Stones

By: redtentwomen April 8, 2015August 3, 2015

Warrior, WholeheartedAnna Smith, Compassion, Rescue, Restore One, Sex Trafficking in America5 Comments

Compassion is innate, not simply a spiritual sense.