Being a mother is something that cannot be fully appreciated until it is experienced, at least for me.
Author: Jenny
Forever fascinated with how every big thing is made of a million little things. Forever fascinated with how we create our world.
Free-Falling
We are free-falling Everything is strange and changing But it only frightens me when I take my eyes off you You How are you so small And… Read more “Free-Falling”
This Cliff
I’m standing at the edge of a precipice, waiting for my daughter to give me a push. I’m not afraid. I was, but no more. I may… Read more “This Cliff”
This Will Not End Well
Loving people isn’t a risk. It’s a promise of loss.
Goals, Trustworthiness, and Stupidity
Being trustworthy means something more than just speaking factual truth.
Like I was Art
She showed me the photo she’d taken without my knowing it And I looked at it And I looked at it And I said nothing It wasn’t… Read more “Like I was Art”
I’m Having a Baby, and…
It’s a growing experience, man.
The Introvert’s Path
But introverts do, on occasion, walk into parties. Sometimes even on purpose.
Redemption
Redemption surprises me.
Doing Hard Things for the Wrong Reasons
I had a belief that anything I didn’t enjoy, I should do. Anything that felt hard was automatically good for me.
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