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A Baptism
I drape my legs over the side of the bathtubAnd my child splashes them with bubbles.I think of Jesus washing the feet of his disciples. I never felt unworthy until they put you in my arms,Never felt terror until I counted your tiny breaths,Never knew God until I saw your smile. Baptized now by bubblesAnd…
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Love You More
I love you more than I hate conflict, More than keeping peace. I love you more Than I ever loved tequila
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The Gospel of Mary and Motherly Love
Posted with permission from Julia Davis and deep reverence for her commitment to love and faith.
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Dear Henry,
Never doubt that you matter. Your voice, your emotions, and your needs matter, and you are allowed to choose yourself.
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Mothering
When I say, “mama” I mean, “You’re the only one in this god forsaken restaurant Who actually means it when they smile.” When I say, “mama” I mean, “I want to get clean and sober like you.” When I say “mama” I mean “You have shown me love in action in a way Only a…
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On Defining Success
“I had high hopes that he would actually eat lunch today, and I was also unsurprised when the prophetic mac and cheese arrived and he refused to eat it..”