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And She Wrote On…

She stopped writing. No rhyme. No real reason. She stopped, because it’s the one thing she could control; those words. Her legs are shaking, they tremble with unknown fear. The leaves are crunching as a junkie coughs and walks down the alley next to her house. Let. It. Go. It’s all dying away….           The dead season is…

My Evolution

As mommy bloggers, we have that post. The one about how our babies changed our lives. As I am about to finish my second year as a Mama, my change both inside and outside can’t be ignored. I grew the sweetest and orneriest little boy inside my tummy. I popped out a living, breathing, and healthy boy (THANK YOU, SWEET…

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