A moment captured with my son as we start our day.
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“Sometimes, I'm still amazed that after almost thirty six years, the memory of what happened in October, 1963, is still so clear to me. Sadly enough, not all memories of those "hannabuddah days" are pleasant ones. But when you're barely fourteen years old and a police officer comes to your house, asking questions and making accusations, it isn't something easily forgotten.”
In a few weeks I will be starting a new position...
One love story ends and a new one begins. I am finally allowing myself to embrace this moment. The journey has not been ideal. To my friends and colleagues who have expressed concern over the last several months, I thank you for your understanding, support and patience. It will take me some time to navigate down this new path. I am preparing to receive those who will appear and stay the course with me.
There was no significant way the plants were planted in the soil.
Branches of fruit would intermingle with the vegetables
Plush, fertile flowers growing like weeds
Tropical vegetation that can only survive in humidity
Gardenias I would pick for my hair and place behind my right ear
Which was a sign…
Chubby cheeks, runny nose
Spiky hair of black
Stubby legs and big, round belly
That’s never going to get flat