Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Day 308



I am word poor. It’s been too long since I wrote a new POH for the Sunday blog. No words come or memories that I wish to put down in black and white. Maybe it’s the dark time or the grief I’m feeling for the future of our country. I want to pull myself up and do the work required to carry on with my life. My paper journal calls and I don’t answer. I know I have stories to tell.

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