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Motherhood, Book Signing, and What a Suitcase Full of Books Means to Me Now

Reflections on motherhood, book signings, and what a suitcase full of books means to me now. Gone for three days, I returned home to a poem written for me and left on my bed. I asked my child who wrote it if I could share it. She said, “sure, as long as I’m anonymous.” So, Read More