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My mother died. We hadn’t spoken in a year.
You can't know the depth of your healing until you’re confronted by something that would have otherwise destroyed you.
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Vanessa Mártir
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Petroglyphs & Body Shaming
I was fat shamed while climbing rocks to see petroglyphs in Puerto Rico
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At almost 50, I've discovered I am a visual artist
On how the universe will give you mirrors
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I will never stop writing about my mother
Here's why
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A prompt and a pearl
Today the isolation is getting to me, & here's what I decided to do about it
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Mother’s Day for the motherless
This one is for those of us for whom this day is a trigger
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Writing the Mother Wound
What is it and how did it become my life’s work?
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Reflections on turning 49
Sometimes it's your children who remind you that we must constantly look at things in a different way
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Learning lessons from moss
I'm saying I'll see you later
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Confession: I am a longtime, chronic over sharer
& am learning the power of silence
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Sometimes you just have to ask for help
and hope for the best
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The animals that have saved me
Meet my puppy Sir Hutchense Tyg Mártir Ruiz
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