A life unfolding

Why do I blog?

A few months back I pondered the question, “why do I blog?” The answer I came up with was to organize and share my thoughts. However, today I’ve concluded that that’s not enough. I got to thinking when I realised

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A repeating story

He didn’t need to tell me the address. I knew, from the smell of cheap beer on his parents’ breath and the filthy, ragged clothes clinging to his alarmingly tiny sister’s body, what their house looked like before my husband

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