The Art of Being Broken

There are moments in my childhood that I know without a doubt broke me as a human being and distanced me from my Creator. Foggy and faded are the other moments that contributed to the fractures and cracks in my soul. As an adult, I am thankful for the foggy, forgetfulness of those moments. There are things I don’t want to remember. And at this time, I’m ok with that. It’s so easy to break a child. As a mother, I can see how one stern look, one brush off, snub or harsh word can change a child’s entire demeanor, […]

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