The Arms that Would Hold Me
Hello July, schön dass du da bist--it's nice to see you here on the calendar today! July means my dad's birthday, my husband's birthday . . . and the anniversary of my mom's homecoming.
This month has been a tough one for seven years now. But during this past month I've been seriously working things out in my heart, "remembering with my fingers" as I called it in this post--finally telling myself the story (after a bit of encouragement from my dad, who was leading a grief support class with my step-mom) and finding that time does continue to heal.
Today I'm sharing this story as a Guest Writer at (in)courage. I would be honored if you would visit me there! It's a story seven years in the making . . . well, really, 28 years in the making, and I'm feeling quite raw (but also relieved) inside after finally scraping it out.
Have your fingers been busy this week too? Painting, writing, cooking, creating . . . I'm linking up today with Studio JRU and with Imperfect Prose later this week--looking forward to reading the stories of other creatives there!