There are days that choose not to begin easily. This was one of those where getting dressed created a challenge.
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This photo is a collage of a painting in an antique shop of a young woman that was dated 1957 and a photo of a dress form and frame in another antiques shop.They make me wonder who she turned out to be and if she became herself.The poem that follows “Appropriately Frayed ” is not an ode to myself but to women who accept who they’ve become.
More comfortable in my own skin,
Fitting the place I’ve earned
Where loosened threads allow room to breathe.
My unbound pages
Can dance in the breeze.
A few worn spots – wrinkled, dog-licked
Add a layer of interest.
While my eyes still seek
the unexpected and untried.
Valuing the questions more than the answers.
Swaying on the porch swing at my grandmother’s house is one of my favorite summer memories.A breeze would drift through and it was cool in the shade. The pillows arranged comfortably and a glass of sweet iced tea with so much lemon that it could almost be called lemonade at my side, I could read or play contentedly. Until my cousins arrived……….