Monthly Archives: December 2013

My Mother’s Body

To look at my mother’s body naked, a mirror of what my own will become was like falling through a looking glass. Pain and pride, sorrow and triumph. I’m not sure how yet, but this washing transformed me.
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Madiba

No sorrow, only gratitude and another star to chart our courses by. Continue reading

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