The first understanding of the other --
Is with mother. She welcomes you to live, to listen, to dance, to play. To put on the coat of identity. It starts with a push. Then, a sob. Then, an embrace. Then, a name. And love. And care. And worry. That is always there. If you ever wonder who you were before you became an other -- Ask your mother.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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