Tomatoes being coaxed into luscious red fruit, wisterias gone mad, morning glories strewn all over carless driveways, nasturtiums that will not grow in sun or shade, dirt or sand, then suddenly burst out like an Arizona sunset. Sometimes a bird appears and both dazzles and startles me. But...
Somehow in all of this, my life became lesser, and my motherhood and wifehood trumped my personhood. Instead of havingmommybe a thing I am also, it was a thing I am only. I should be so proud to live in his house, drive his car, be his spouse. Only his desires matter, his aspi...
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