Tree of Life

I have a very simple necklace that I purchased at an art fair on Cape Cod last summer. I bought it from a woman who sold beads. I chose beads and charms and as I listened, the vendor, an older woman, strung them onto cords and filled them full of stories and insight. I love every one of them. Leaving the fair, I immediately hung the tree of life around my neck. I was not sure why I was drawn to it but I always had been. It was Labor Day on the Cape and we had a…

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As a professional who teaches writing, I find that my writing often lands in the margins of others’ papers. I need a place for my thoughts to land.

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Jennifer Burke Grehan

Jennifer Burke Grehan

As a professional who teaches writing, I find that my writing often lands in the margins of others’ papers. I need a place for my thoughts to land.

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