What is that face in the looking glass? It's familiar, I know, but more like you than what I remember from before... Where did you study the love you embody? A daughter seeing her mother's wisdom reflected in her own changing face.
Mama Joy
Day 8: Cinnamon Stick Christmas – A Love Letter to Mama Joy
It's the cinnamon simmering on the stove, its aroma filling in all of the empty spaces that her love hadn't quite reached yet... Joy is in the garlands, glimmering in the lights, smiling through the snowmen.
Writer's Growth 