Seeing and Saying

Seeing myself through their eyes. I learn about my lips, my nose, the curve of my hips not only by their words, but by the expression on their eyes. I learn about the sound of my voice as I notice how they ask me to keep talking to them, about random things. And as I … Continue reading Seeing and Saying

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Forgive me

My son is growing up a nice young teenager. We´ve come closer, not really friends, cause it is a lie that children and parents are friends: it is a strange relationship, deeper, often conflicted, full of love and one that you don´t choose or escape. My son and I have come to respect each other, … Continue reading Forgive me