Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some
common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Monday, September 19
MATURITY I think you feel mature for the first time as a child, when somebody gives you a new baby to hold. Somehow holding that fragile new life in your puny little arms makes you aware of your own (comparative) maturity and strength.
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