Suzanne is flying back to El Salvador today. And so is a piece of my soul. It's hard, no two ways about it. But she's well-loved there.
When I visited her there last spring, the women in her village told me nobody could love her as much as the people there. They were hoping she'd meet a nice young man and settle down. After all, at 23 she is getting old to be single . . .
Writer’s Digest 94th Annual Competition Rhyming Poetry First Place Winner:
“Plaints of the Old Git”
-
Congratulations to Peter Hankins, first-place winner in the Rhyming Poetry
category of the 94th Annual Writer’s Digest Writing Competition. Here’s his
wi...
2 hours ago
2 comments:
What, was she home for 10 minutes? I'm not a mom, but I miss mine terribly...missing a child must be different, but equally, acute.
Yes, it felt like less than 10 minutes. She came home for a few days and then left for DC for a wedding. Then she was back to pack and take off again . . .
Sigh.
Post a Comment