Redbuds

She loves it when the redbuds bloom. Outside the window, far as she could see, was a line of cold, leafless trees. One was always the first to bloom, telling her the others will awaken soon. She loves it when the redbuds bloom. It reminds her that the darkness did not take her; and hardContinue reading “Redbuds”

Seeing Sensitivity as a Superpower

Being sensitive in a cruel world is, in itself, an act of courage. -MV “Sensitive” is Not a Bad Word I have been called sensitive at different points in life. It seems to be a running theme. And the only thing that really changed is how I feel about it. I learned to embrace thisContinue reading “Seeing Sensitivity as a Superpower”

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