Monday, July 16, 2012

Dear Mom

Dear Mom,
I braided my hair today. Do you know what that made me think of? The waterfall of tears on the nights when you’d brush the mess out at the end of a braidless day. Remember how much I cried? How did you ever put up with all that crying? Read more.

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