I slowly inched up the steps in an effort to not give myself away, yet the boards under my feet creaked and moaned. I stopped and pressed my nose to the panes. My young head didn't know of such things...yet, what I saw was close to divine beauty in my heart. As I slowly shifted … Continue reading Stained Glass Memories
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Pig Pen Memories
When I was a child I did not understand the female adult comments directed towards me, "Why don't you fix that hair?" The day my grandmother and mother took charge of my hair was totally devastating to me. Could I ever step back outside? My care-free, non-attention getting hair, went from shiny and straight, to … Continue reading Pig Pen Memories
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