Wednesday

by Nov 28, 201816 Days of Activism

My heart unsteady in my throat

I wake my son, curls and squinty eyes shield his face

Five more minutes becomes 10 or 15

Mornings sting for the strong-willed night owl

His shoulders stiff with ire

Wednesdays are heavy

He packs for his dad’s

I tread carefully

I hold my tongue

Any move triggers

Wednesdays are grenades

My sweet boy barbed in anger

We leave for school

He recoils from me

His head low, lips terse, eyes hard

He walks into school and does not look back

Wednesdays are goodbyes.

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About Beth

Beth Rachel Horowitz believes touching one soul changes the landscape of the world and she aims to do this one heart at a time. Creative expression is her mode of transportation not her destination, kind of like her personal magic carpet. Emotion is her favorite language. Beth writes to connect with the raw vulnerability of the human experience. Single motherhood showers her life with layers of lessons, uncertainty, tears and even more laughter. She values the healing power in all forms of art and creates experiences to support, encourage and inspire others to find their vast potential. This passion is her new heart song.

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Things Without a Name
(10th Year Anniversary Edition)
by Joanne Fedler

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At 34, Faith has given up on love. Her cleavage is disappointing, her best friend is clinically depressed and her younger sister is getting breast implants as an engagement present. She used to think about falling in love, but that was a long time ago. Having heard one too many love-gone-wrong stories from the other side of her desk, Faith is worn thin by her work as a legal counsellor in a women’s crisis centre. Then one night, an odd twist of fate brings her to a suburban veterinary clinic where she wrings out years of unshed tears. It is a night that will slowly change the way she sees herself and begin the unearthing of long-buried family secrets so she can forgive herself for something she doesn’t remember, but that has shaped her into the woman she is today. Faith will finally understand what she has always needed to know: that before you can save others, you have to save yourself.

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