With a nod to NumberOneAunt. We all tell our own story, and even if it follows the path another has already trod, it still belongs to us. Six away...there is no right or wrong, better or worse...there is just us. :)
It’s a sad, all too familiar story: harsh, distant, alcoholic father, sensitive, shy daughter always seeking his love and approval. Although there were flashes of kindness, most of my dad’s feelings had been buried long before. Even as...
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jl333 says,
Couldn't agree moreStaraj says,
Same paths. Different footprints. Different impacts.Dragonflower says,
Sometimes I even repeat myself in a new way. Or the same way--memory being as it is.canadafreeze says,
Fold. Unfold. Same material. Different patterns.NumbrOneAunt says,
interesting to see different perspectives on this - thanks, everyone :)notjustagirlintheworld says,
creativity encourages