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Letting Go: Redefining The Mother-Daughter Relationship

It is the eve of the night before my first baby girl Neriah becomes an adult. How did this day come so soon? This natural rite of passage I imagined gently greeting me hit me like a bold question mark at the end of a sentence. Despite the lack of emotional preparation, the day unfolds,…

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Dear Daughter…

My 5am alarm clock jolts me to consciousness with a sharp noise  I sprint with a bottle sloshing around and then I grab some toys  When you scream so loud others run away and flee But I’m here listening trying to appear as calm as can be  You need my arms for hours a day to make…