Tag: Love
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Dreams
Last night I dreamed about you. It was clear and real. I saw your face, smiling and laughing at the kitchen table. The view from the kitchen window the same. The Spanish moss on the trees elegantly dressed them. We were there, in the house, in New Orleans. The house was crowded with friends and…
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Teaching Compassion
Growing up I was loved and protected by a circle of strong women. My Dad and Uncles, working class men, were also very protective. They did not have much education but they knew how to love and protect their own. They understood the values that are really important in life. My childhood friends, all from…