I don't know what to say. I'm a mom. I'm a wife. I'm a daughter, a friend, a customer ... I'm the lady in front of you in line at the grocery store. The one who gives you a half smile and says something amusing so you smile and murmur back politely. I'm the angel you didn't realize was there, the one who told you how pretty you looked or how cute your kid was when your day felt like shit. And I welcome you to my heart, my writing, my innards. 

Be gentle with me as there is no malice or contempt in me. Just a need to share my soul, for what it is worth. I love you all completely!
  • Walnut Creek, California
  • JoinedSeptember 23, 2012


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SuzanneArbil SuzanneArbil Dec 04, 2016 04:38AM
Not sure how to get my writing out there. I've never had a community to share writing with. I need for people to give me feedback. So I know whether or not I should continue. There have been long spa...
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