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  • Hairy Tales

    Once upon a time, there was a princess. This princess had eyes of the brightest blue, pale and flawless skin with freckles sprinkled across the tip of her nose, and long, lovely locks of red. Her hair was known far …

  • Sliding Away Like a Popsicle on a Hot, Summer Day

    I counted down the months today. April, May, June, July. Only four... my stomach twisting into a tight knot of regret. I wish I hadn't counted."How long now Mama," she's asked for the last year. I replied with a mad…

  • The Collar of Guilt

    Three Jewels in this. Can you find them? I'm pretty good at the guilt thing, wearing it around my neck like a bulky fur collar. So good, that sometimes, God has to knock me upside the head to get my attention. This ti…

  • In The Moment

    I hadn't been in the moment since arriving back home from our visit to Texas. Trudging through January, through parenting, through life, waiting for 8pm when I could watch some pointless TV show and have a moment of sile…

  • Pariah

    I need editing help on two things. If anyone has time, please send me an email. tiffitch@bellsouth.net Thanks! :) I know I'm not the perfect mom, as much as I might long to be. I swear sometimes, in front of my childr…

  • Festival of Faiths Building on a Dream

    On Saturday, May 6th, Northminster Baptist Church, here in Jackson, held a Festival of Faiths. Bringing together people of various beliefs with all proceeds going towards the Habitat for Humanity peace house. They hope t…

  • The below is deeply personal. I felt the need to share it today. It is what it is. 6 year spent making up for the fact I cried every minute the day he was born. The worst day I'd ever known before and since that day…

  • Past all the Outsides

    I spent years looking at the surface of things. God forbid, I be wrong or someone else human. When I started writing, I couldn't help but see more than the car, the clothes, the outside that really has nothing to do w…

  • Inspiration

    I am inspired by... Small, just turned four, pudgy fingers that work SO HARD to get the letters JUST RIGHT. Growing brain eager to learn and receive. Reminding me of the gift of knowledge. The mind of a double cowlick ha…

  • The Bake Sale Nazi is on a rampage and my mother-in-law is dying. The neighbor tells me her children, "cried from Biloxi to Hattiesburg. They didn't understand why we couldn't stay. They ran from room to room touchin…

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