All of the things
that were not given to me
as a child
I now
give to myself
and my children
will never have to question
where to go
when their hearts
are searching for
home
(Image by Katie M. Berggren)
Mother
Poems and Prose
A Wise Woman Writes 
Beautiful. ❤
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Thank you ❤
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Just beautiful. That’s the way to live. ❤ ❤
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Thank you ❤
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Awww, this was very sweet. 🙂
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Thank you! I do have a sweet side 🙂
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The inside? 😉
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Hmmm… Yes, I think so… It depends on my mood. I can be a very strong mama bear type too. 😉
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That doesn’t mean you’re not also sweet. Bears like honey… lol
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And tearing people apart!
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That too. And being cuddly killing machines.
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Bears are cool, cute, cuddly and killing machines… that sounds like a balanced life
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The four Cs.
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Beautiful. This is so true. Give to yourself what you didn’t receive. I wrote the same sentiments in today’s post as well. ❤
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Thank you, yes, so true. I’ll have a look at your post ❤
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❤
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Loved your post and replied there ❤
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Thank you and I responded. Big viral hug to you my friend. ❤
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Right back at you ❤
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