Tag: motherhood
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Keep being rooted!
Being rooted in all I do is free. I know my roots. I know my struggles too. I have lived through their lessons. Freedom takes a long time. With despair and fear, and a sprinkling of failure buried deep within. I have seen darkness of what it means to work. Roots buried deep only know…
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Keep rest
I am overwhelmed and tired. Trying to stay focused but exhausted. I feel like I am running a race that never ends. I want it to end, but I keep running. There will be days like this I am told. Today is one of those days, I see. Nothing brilliant to say expect that all…
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Keep lessons of trees in spring!
Love is always present, always with us. I see it clearly in Spring. Whenever Spring comes around, my mind and heart open up. Everything about this season pushes me to live my life to the fullest. To live in the moment too. And trees call me. With every way they sway, they move me. Naked…
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Keep great women!
Like a vineyard that produces much fruit. Or like an olive branch that produce many olives. Like a bird escapes from a trap. Or like arrows in the hand of a warrior. Like a mountain which sits unmoved forever. Or like mighty streams in dry desert. So shall it be for a woman whose crown…
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Keep a community of women!
So this must be why they call it paradise, spirit and soul connecting, listening, being together, under blue skies and palm trees, purple cactus and lemon trees, eating herb roasted whole chicken, fennel crusted sea bass, with baby kale risotto, while drinking blood orange lemon punch, and the sun set is as dazzling as can…
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Keep life notes!
I am not quick to describe for myself whether life is this or that. There are so many different ways to live life. Many different ways to make it your own out of something much deeper than anything that you can describe. Sometimes you will fail. Sometimes you will succeed. But life keeps going, almost…
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Keep praising children who know love!
We remind ourselves, each day, all children are precious. Black, Brown, White, no matter the color, or creed, all children, whether strange or foreign, are precious. Recently, I have been struggling with the reality that some children have nothing precious or valuable within them. I often wonder too what happened to them that at their…
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Keep the blessings of Lucille Clifton!
When my children say your name, Lucille Clifton, I smile. How to carry water comes to mind. How to sail through this to that too. I often wonder how you lived. Lived even beyond your own understanding. A good woman, an ordinary woman, a woman whose voice is light too. I’ll never forget your Black…
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Keep imaginations
I have been writing and thinking about why we write. This time, my daughter and my son are my muse. I listened intently as she told me during dinner about her desire to start her own company, one where she would simply write and illustrate all the books she wanted to write. Currently she is…
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Keep walking up and down stairs, my baby!
Born in the year of a pandemic, I remember when he started to crawl. He crawled as if he was ready to walk. He walked when he turned 9 months. He has been walking ever since. Late last month, we started to remove all the protective features around our stairs. By this month, we removed…
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Keep knowing that the sky is not a limit!
I am raising a boy whose on the spectrum. He is becoming more than I ever dreamed of. More than I ever hoped for. More than I ever thought he would become. He is also doing it his way. Sometimes his ways are out of sight. We are all astound. Here is a boy that…
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Keep the serious matter of being together!
Words call us, we go. A blurry thought, uncertain notes, hopelessly we stroll until meaning becomes clear, becomes us. Today we sat patiently trying to wait for words to come. It took a while. Children were crying. Hearts were weary but souls were full from a reunion a pandemic almost denied. We waited for the…
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