The sweet and the sour and fruit on the vine…..

A whole heap of time has swirled past since I last met with you here and I can’t say for sure why except that I’ve opened this laptop often,  just brimming with words, that then bottleneck and quickly subside like a low tide falling. I let my fingers stammer for a little while and then…

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Teardrops in the wind…..

I post this every year….a healing,  loving ritual because I need to somehow honor those days out loud, especially for those who maybe still haven’t found their voices yet. And for all mothers everywhere,  because our hearts bear always the stretch marks of loving and letting go. It was March,  1979. Breezes turned balmy and I…

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