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a new year

this year, i will remind myself that i am a writer. a lover of lyrics.

this year, i will kiss my husband for long periods of time in the home that we constantly work to fill with love.

this is the year that i heal from some hurt, celebrate some joy, and say goodbye to old skin, old titles, old roles that don't work for me anymore.

it will be the year that i let my psyche take the form of the top layer of the ocean - gliding, shifting, moving, playful and stormy at times.

depression and euphoria will do the tango in my life as they always have.

This year, I will dig my toes into the sand of my soul.

 

 

My First Letter to You

Little One, Past the love story and the timing, past all of the morning sickness and exhaustion, past some of the thoughtless comments people make toward a pregnant person, and past the wonder of your gender……there is this. I am asking you to come into a very unfair world under my care. I promise to…
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