August 1, 2010

You won’t remember living anywhere but here.
You won’t remember being born in a living room in Indiana.
You won’t remember Chicago.
But you, and your outie, will remember the South.
The beaches that call to us more days than not.
Learning to worship in our humble little church.
The peace that hangs on us, the humidity that hangs more.
School starts [...]
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July 28, 2010

I’m your mama, it’s my job.
And your daddy’s.
To teach you about the things with weight, and grace and love.
To show you how to be peculiar.
To point to the Light so you will turn towards it.
On your own.
Look, little one.
There’s the path.
Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital [...]
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