Sunday Rest Day
It was a church, dishes, laundry, and lay around type of day for me. It was nice.
I spent a lot of time on my phone in my room alone. It was nice.
I’ve been thinking about freedom but also I’ve been thinking about what an honor it would have been to raise my mama and give her a beautiful childhood. Do you ever wanna mama your mama better than she was mama’d with no disrespect to your gramma? Most people don’t want to see their mother in pain. I surely don’t and if I could I wouldn’t think twice about giving my mama a better life.
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Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.
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