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My mom Judi was a wonder. She loved her friends, her girls, her community deeply. Actively supporting local children and moms through various initiatives, I recall how natural it was to watch her writing name tags, buying holiday gifts for the underserved and wrapping them the same way she would for us.
But our trips to the library were the most special. This piece is in Softening Time, recorded for you today during a wild monsoon downpour. Here’s to the mothers, all the iterations, the pain and the sweetness, the longing and the releasing. Here’s one of my favorite poems from Softening Time.
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