I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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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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