and on wednesdays, we wear hurt

I know…Wednesday is long gone (like yesterday). And I also know how the line really goes- “And on Wednesdays, we wear pink.” I would love to just wear pink and call it a day. But I can’t breathe. My heart hurts. I want to cry […]

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generations

I stood there mindlessly peeling hardboiled eggs, listening to the chaos in the background. It may have been mindless work but my brain was in turmoil, fighting through more than I can describe. I could hear the kids fighting, older brother picking on little sister […]

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