Our mothers teach us the language our hearts first learn. Now I am trusting my heart to help my feet find their way so that my daughter will in turn find hers.
I suspect mothers cannot afford the luxury of living each day as if it is their last. Someone has to book the dental appointment and clean out the dryer lint.
What is interesting, what in fact a fuels narrative, feeds inspiration, and ultimately holds people and communities together, is not the things we know but rather…