An open letter to 2017 Beka

Beka, remember that girl who reached out to you about her online fitness community? Two years down the road you are going to reach out to that girl.

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Admirable or Impish

For every person who hears me swear in front of my son and thinks I am a terrible mother, there is another person who hears me and says, "oh, she my people!"

In the Quiet, In the Crowd

Mental noise
The kind that is not specific to anything. The kind that is not discernible. It is just there. That low hum of a screaming crowd. The rushing of constant chatter that never stops.

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