Description: Fully Embracing God's Gift of Love, Grace, and Hope
I wrote this poem over 6 1/2 years ago. Since then, I inadvertently keep hearing stories of parents, who like me, have been: ghosted -forgotten-discarded without any real explanation; and of how the pain of this insidious loss and rejection that makes one feel chucked to the side of the road like a candy wrapper, never dies. Though it does grow faint with time. As the timeless cycle of holiday celebration approaches one more year, we are reminded that Thanksgiving and Christmas so rich in memories of past f
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