Dear Dad, a Letter I Never Wrote to You…
Danna Colman
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This was my mother. And funny how the child still feels guilty into adulthood for being a child and having needed to be loved. That when we steel ourselves finally for the pain, the numbness cracks when we think perhaps it’s us and not them responsible to finally reach out to mend…and we are wrong. We are children.

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