It’s a new month, and…
My almost 17 year old, once nervous about driving, drove me home from church, and…
to and from the grocery store, and…
to the gas station (AND PUMPED THE GAS but I paid), and…
back home again. And…
I realized that this person, this once tiny human, is doing grown up things.
And…it makes my heart swell, and…
my eyes water.
I’m slicing with Two Writing Teachers and friends and my intent is to write for the entire month of March (any beyond?)
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