When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Punches right in the heart
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It kind of does.
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So poignant…
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Thanks Heather. A picture hold a thousand words.
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That it does…and sometimes leaves us speechless..
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beautifully sad……….
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Haunting for sure.
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yes it is………
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So random! Funny the places you find shoes.
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Right! I always wonder about the story behind the one shoe.
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And socks too.
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Strange and striking snap
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Thank you. I thought so too. Looks like there is a story here.
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Yes
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