On Letting Go

On Letting Go

“I don’t deserve him.” Just 10 days ago, I said these words, watching my youngest son pedal away on his red bike, thick brown arms looped through his favorite safety green backpack. Three months prior, I said words that in no way resembled the above. Just returning...
The Beauty of Creation Captured in Poetry

The Beauty of Creation Captured in Poetry

Empty & Full by Sarah Elizabeth Finch My daughter caught a fish. “A baby one,” she shouted and with glee swiped across her face she sparkled like the silver scales in the sun. But it was still too small. We gingerly placed its eager body trembling in the water and...
The Worn Dirt Path That Exposed My Prejudice

The Worn Dirt Path That Exposed My Prejudice

I had a good childhood. I was loved, cared for, and protected from everything. I had no idea what racial prejudice was. And bias? I thought it was a journalistic term to avoid. I grew up a farm girl living in the culturally poor Heartland, and very little has changed...

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