Category Archives: Reflections

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“I am a woman above anything else.”

Waking in Fog

Today I awoke in fog; the sleep would not leave my eyes. I prepared for my day in slow motion. I threw my hair back in a greasy ponytail, and I went. On my way to work, I listened to … Continue reading

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A Rock out at Sea

Strength, no weakness. Smile, and no tears. Shoulders back, don’t slouch. Stand tall, and proud.

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Who Are You?

I recently transitioned into a new job which has caused my last several weeks to be filled with training after training. This has not been discouraging or boring, but rather exciting as I soak in new skills to take with … Continue reading

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My Tagline is a Book

“I’m like everyone else in this stupid, bloody, amazing world. I’m flawed. Impossibly so. But hopeful. I’m still me.” – The Sweet Far Thing “But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our choices with us, forward, into the … Continue reading

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Knock, Knock, Knocking on the Floor

Once there was a small woman with no legs on all fours, continuously knock, knock, knocking on the floor. Below the spot on the floor where she sat was a room where in a bed, her daughters dreams did bloom.

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The Great Carrier of Things

In Christianity, the butterfly is a sign of Resurrection. In Asian culture, the butterfly symbolizes a long life and love. In Native American culture, it is believed the butterfly can bring your wishes to the “great spirit.”

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I Speak for Those Who are Silent

I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We’ve been taught that silence would save us, … Continue reading

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The Adoption: A Limerick Memoir

I walk down a hallway within four sterile white walls of discipline. I fidget with my sleeve, aware I might achieve the very thing I came to get herein.

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Because I Have To

I’ve never been one for camouflage. I do not blend, I am not idle. My feelings flicker across my face like a slideshow for all to see.

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A Technological Lunch

Everyday at work when the lunch hour comes around, I go through the same routine. First, I grab my phone and dirty dishes from the day before, then I grab my lunch and make my way down the hall to … Continue reading

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