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For Young Mothers
people say so many things. . .like you’re in a game you cannot win,like your life has all but ended.but maybe motherhood is a mosaic,a hard wrought, stained glass windowwhere tears and laughter collide,where wounds reopen in the workingand glisten if light filters through. I am cut, reshaped, pieced back. . .and I feel like… Continue reading
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Miracles in the Middle
Garden Lullaby, September 18, 2018 Never EVER underestimate the beauty of growing. It looks a lot like blooming. It feels a lot like pain and a whole lot of discomfort. But I’ve learned that miracles don’t just happen at the end of a season, they happen IN the very ugly middle places that scare our… Continue reading
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My Word for 2018
Garden Lullaby, September 15, 2018 At the beginning , there were only a few of these. At the beginning, they took their sweet time opening up to the sun. At the beginning, I had no idea how much LIFE would multiply in just a few months. I had no idea they’d take over the porch… Continue reading
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Dead Things
Garden Lullaby, July 30, 2018 I spent Sunday evening pulling the dead things out of my porch garden. I tossed things that may prohibit the richness of life. My hands were gentle, but they were purposeful. I think I am like this basket…God keeps gently pulling out what’s already dead and lifeless so that I… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 