I sure have written a lot over the years. Being in pain I really want to write about everything else except that so, I think I’ve talked about the pain and I wasn’t sure how to move forward.
Dipping my toe in poetry, dance, little bits of music and everything else it seems my healing journey brought me back to basics
My mother did enrol me in my first certificate program, which was babysitting. She worked at a college at the time as a secretary when I was 12.
I talked to a lot of people growing up and they said that I had a doll and I always wanted to be a mother. I think when I was with my grandmas, I felt invisible and anything is possible and so full of potential.
Unfortunately, I was introduced to alcohol and substances by other relatives which took away very important time with my grandmas especially one important one before she passed away. God bless her. I think as I move forward in this journey of healing I just needed to leave a tender note here for all the hours and days my grandmother is poured loving to me and so when I attract clients and people into my life, it is a very similar protective love. So must it be
In memory of my beautiful Grandma Bernice and honouring Grandma
Bev
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