BECOMING THE FIREFLY BLOG
WORDS CREATE WORLDS
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For me, words like purple-hulled peas take me back to my grandmother, wearing a dress and apron, cooking in the kitchen. I cannot hear the word train without thinking about the long Saturday walks that my grandfather and I took up and down backcountry stretches of railroad. When I hear the word fishing, I recall the days my dad and I spent in a boat together. But other words can create worlds full of hurt, fear, and pain. What do we do with those? Many of us hide those words and the stories they...
