Echoes of Love

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I stand on a road called Middle Street that bisects a park called Alhambra. To my left are a series of playgrounds shaded by a towering live oak tree dripping with Spanish moss. Delighted squeals puncture my brain as toddlers fly through muggy air on swings. I listen with envy as moms chat about healthy snacks their kids will actually eat and the difficulties of bedtime. The…

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Teacher. Student. Advocate. Personal essays about grief, loss, mindfulness, mental health, and the complexities of being human.

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