Susan McAllister
Joined February 2021
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Closet writer, branching out.
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The first part is a mystery. I was there, but the memories are inaccessible, like a dream I know I had but can’t remember. We are not built to remember those months in the womb, that first explosion of light and the beautiful warmth of our mother’s body when we are placed upon her chest. Those memories we don’t get to keep, but they are all I have of her, so I imagine them.
By Susan McAllister5 years ago in Families
