Unlocking

She teaches me what it means to go with my gut Trust instinct Heed a muse Frolic I planted an apple tree. Can I make a bath bomb? Let’s catch lightning bugs.

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Storm-Tossed Seas

I found them gathered on the back deck. PJ pants, hoodies, and hot cups of coffee in hand, my four daughters were circled up and telling stories to one another. The seventeen years that separates them is starting to feel less difficult to close, especially today as the topic at hand is their bodies. The…

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Are you listening carefully?

It was in between History and Biology, lockers were slamming, books getting jostled around as the flood of high school hormones attempted to navigate the walkway.

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