bjukuri
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But She had Wings….
An hour before the wedding, I rounded the corner and headed up this road, and recalled the afternoon we spent decorating….and all our efforts shown like touchable love…its presence overwhelmed me…along with a belly full of dread…I almost erupted into… Continue reading
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For those you Love!
In the woods on rehearsal night…it just couldn't have been nicer, warmer or prettier… Everyone was relaxed and I felt, "why wait, lets just do the wedding now….while it is perfect!" Everyone being their relaxed selves, coming along the pond,… Continue reading
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My daughter’s heart.
If there is to be a woman disappointed with the wedding, It is so much better that it be me…than the Bride. As two woman enter into this day, I can see the dynamics of Mother and Daughter. I see… Continue reading
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My Daughter’s Dreams
The road to the wedding! Literally. What came to me is that my daughter has given me the opportunity to learn how to be a loving mom. How to listen to her needs and orchestrate the final product, to NOT… Continue reading
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A roar
WIND Ladies took in the Clothesline Project…we who are trying to create a movement…and in order to do that we need movement. It doesn't mean helping the broken….it means stopping the ones who break others by abusing them. What we… Continue reading
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The other end of abuse!
The last time I saw my mother, I felt inside…what is pictured above. A small woman in comparison to the world, and especially in her presence. A woman without a voice, a choice. When I walked into her home, three… Continue reading
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Who they are…
I was hesitant to do yoga…for I thought I would be overwhelmed with sorrow or sadness, that my disappointment of my family would take over each pose. But, nothing happened, like that. I was strong and had balance and flexibility.… Continue reading
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I know the difference.
Ever since I heard my mother is coming, as well more siblings than I had originally thought; I have been in a state of Dread. I had to look up Dread, to make sure I have the correct meaning. "To… Continue reading
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A New Play
I think I thought I had to prepare to be different. Prepare to change. Prepare to move backwards, to undo, un-think, un-act. Prepare to undo the authenticity, to no longer be the me that I have uncovered in the painful… Continue reading
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Back When I was 7
"You prepared to see you mother at the wedding?" my husband says to me tonight. "She's not coming," I say….confidently. He says, "SHE'S coming, so you better be prepared." I am to prepare myself for this? How exactly am… Continue reading
