Today I Saw Leslie

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Throughout my life I have looked to other people for knowledge about who I am—but only of the coarser kind, such as a beloved to have said, “I am sorry I hurt you” so before I could begin to know I truly had been hurt or such as a brother to have said, “I am sorry I hardly think of you” at all before I could begin to know I was worthy of living in another’s thoughts or such as a mother to have said, “I am sorry I never loved you” enough before I could begin to know I had not been much loved or such as a father to have said, “I am sorry I left you again” and again before I could begin to know I had been cast off. Then today, while in my car and stopped at a red light, I saw close by a wild patch of feather grass shielding a lone starling in search of a bug and, almost without thinking, thought, “I am that.”

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6 comments

      1. Dear Leslie, How are you! Good karma must
        have led you to the spam folder! Ha! I’m happy to hear from you. I’m doing very well, thank you. I’ve finished my first novel…two days ago, in fact. I’m putting together a WP post to let folks know, as if. 🙂

        This summer was hot and dreary, and I’m glad it’s done. Fall has set in, and I love it. I’m now working on a query letter to begin my search for an agent. I’m not overly optimistic about the trad publishing process; therefore, I’m also reading a few books on “How to Self-publish.” The more I read about self-publishing, the more I like it. So we’ll see.
        So, I hope you are doing well and again, thank you​ so much for your reply. 🙂

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