“I am becoming the woman I’ve wanted, grey at the temples, soft body, delighted, cracked up by life with a laugh that’s known bitter but, past it, got better, knows she’s a survivor- that whatever comes, she can outlast it. I am becoming a deep weathered basket. I am becoming the woman I’ve longed for, the motherly lover with arms strong and tender, the … Read More Finding Her Here, by Jayne Relaford Brown![]()
