I love words.

I love how you weave words together.

Your story matters. It impacts my story.

So let your words and your story breathe today. Take five minutes and just write without criticizing your words, yourself or your story. Just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

  1. Write your words without editing them.
  2. Tell your readers you’re linking up here and invite them to come and share their unedited stories too.
  3. And most importantly, go visit, read, and compliment the person who shared right before you.

Easy peasy. OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes for the prompt:

Whole…


GO:

I know the world is full of broken bits. I know there are chunks blown right out of it by all the ugly and selfish and plain mean we are capable of. I know it has deep valleys of agony and guts that ache and all the wanting to change it might not.

I know these things.

I have seen them with my own eyes.

So on days when I look across at my daughter sometimes I am flooded with the sheer grace of what she represents. So much so that it’s right there, in her name. Zoe Grace.

Life and Grace.

He pours them into me through her and all my own black holes and scary, ugly, selfish places are laced with the pure wonder of this daughter I don’t deserve.

Zoe Grace.

You fill me up to overflowing. So full, so put-back-together, so completely re-puzzled out of all those mismatched years and pieces. You make me whole.

Wholly happy, wholly full, wholly translated as a woman.

You put me back together in unexpected ways, my daughter, and it makes me smile as bright and pink and happy as that skirt, that chubby knee and those completely kissable toes.

STOP.

OK, your turn – show me what you’ve got.

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