Resting on the roots of an old oak, I leaned back against its knotted trunk to consider the passing of time. I felt, in those moments of nostalgia, a small resurgence of my five-year-old self…a quiet little warrior of a girl, reminding me of who I was before time told me otherwise. My children, no…
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For the adolescents in my nest everything seems too big. There is no context or perspective, only borderless heartache and unrestrained delight. Through the lens of midlife, I understand fully that experience will eventually come to their rescue, but for now there are only extremes. I have experienced undeniable seasons of both wildness and settledness,…
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Life is monumentally full, and there are innumerable justifications for my neglect of pen and paper. Life is shifting and balance has been disrupted by the equally winsome and loathsome attributes of adolescence that reign unfettered in my home. My pursuit of higher education, though edifying to my soul, requires of me a focus and…
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As I rounded the corner my ears stilled to the faint sound of a child’s voice from within the small bathroom to the left of the stairwell. It was muffled by the steady rush of water, the indication of a shower in progress, but it was audible nonetheless. I stopped hesitantly and tightened my grip…
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