An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
Thanks VJ for playing along this week. You have such sweet faces for the challenge.
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Thanks Cee – fun to play along.
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Great photo’s!
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Thanks! Love the title of your blog.
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Thank you! 💗
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Is that you holding the baby? You look like you are in bliss.. And love her little hand.
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It is me. A very happy moment.
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How old is she (the baby) now?
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She’ll be two in May.
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It would be fun to see a photo of the two of you now.
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Thanks Judy. Maybe when I get home- if she stops long enough for photos these days, lol. Have a good weekend!
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What sweet, sweet photos, V.J. The one of the grandma and baby tells such a story. Just love it. The other two so tender as well. Good good job, girl.
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Thanks, Judy. Just learning. I call the one with baby: Heaven
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Are they related to you? I miss holding babies.
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They are my granddaughters. I’ve been away for four months now and I miss them like crazy.
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