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A Time to Write
Young Son: Why’s my drawing in the trash?
Me/Mom: Must’ve been your father.
Yes, I was THAT mom who threw out everything. But their little stories and journals I kept. Stories about nothing special: keeping an inch worm, making pizza, getting beat up by brothers. Those were precious. Because that’s who we are – our stories.
If you’re like me and want to write but can’t focus at home, join me! Together let’s write, share, don’t share – no pressure.
Hope to see you there!
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