my mother, the incarnation the real presence she is attuned, she heals me baptized in her womb she pushed me out into the world to be delivered again and again by the miracle of her love mother, she is giver of life and my salvation
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My man, his mother is a dream, a memory, so real to him, and yet so mysterious. He talks about her as if he remembers her well, and then one day with tears in his eyes, he finally tells me he doesn’t know her. Even so, over time and one-by-one he has shared intimate things about his 7 years with her. The […]
