glow in the woods
Mamas of lost babies and potential of all kinds: share the technicolour, the vividness, the despair, the heart-broken-open, the compassion we learn, having been through this mess — and see it reflected back at you, understood.
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We sat across from her, an arrangement of flowers and a small analog clock sitting on the table between us. She was young, only a few years older than myself, pretty with a well-tailored black dress and an almost preposterously large diamond ring on her ...1 day ago
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