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Moondance; Celebrating Creative Women
Reflections Amid the Stardust

The Pilgrimage

by Karen Griffin Jolley

Sarah's Day

by Julie Rosien

Mom visited often, but I was only allowed to go once. I remember one morning I had picked out the prettiest pink dress in my closet. I took it into the kitchen where my mom and uncle were having coffee and announced that I would be wearing this dress when I visited Daddy. It was obvious, I intended to go with them to the hospital! I can still remember the sound of Mom's gasp.

The Yukon was a place she never thought she would find herself. Thinking of the distance from her hometown was enough to send her into a spiraling depression. In a place like this family was the only thing she wanted.

The Soul Guardian

by jj donahue

Waving Goodbye,
Waving Hello

by Susan Taylor

She rarely tells her tale, mainly because she can't seem to find the right place to start. An abusive relationship is really just one of the results of an abusive life. To tell her story, she'd have to start at the beginning of her life, from her first memories, and frankly, no one has that kind of time. She knows that something will inevitably become lost in the translation.

I didn't think your father was all that sick. He never told me he felt bad, and you know how stubborn he was about going to the doctor. I should have known but I didn't. I just thought every day was the same, that nothing was changing. And that night when I was washing the supper dishes and he asked me to come upstairs and lay down with him didn't seem any different from any other night.

 

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