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Heartbeat – a poem for happy, sad expectant mothers
Last spring as oak leaves finally came in green I stared at them, blue sky between, felt sad about things outside my grasp, no control for what may happen next. But before the spring turned up sad I found out about you one Sunday afternoon. Tucked quiet, happy in my womb, I thought all that’s… Continue reading
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Little Life of Mine – the luxury of a quiet existence
Since Ben and I moved into our little blue house in spring 2016 I’ve watched us and everything grow. It’s a beautiful time lapse in my mind with terribly hollow seasons that always left an aftermath of God’s hope and healing in their wake. And in that wake the porch garden spilled into the yard… Continue reading
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Beautiful Things Here Below
It was one of those very ordinary moments that lifts outside of itself and plays like a beautiful scene before your eyes. I’m in the kitchen working on dinner over the stove and my husband is explaining how his grounds work has made him sore. I just laugh out loud because it’s us getting old. I’m… Continue reading
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A Poem of HOPE for Our Generation
I hope when you heard us talking about how fast our kids were growing you felt hope for our generation twice removed from yours. And I hope you saw how happy we were to be mothers in this day and age…how even the state of the world couldn’t change the state of our mind to… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 