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by Tammy Kennington | May 24, 2018
I didn’t know her, but the vulnerable thoughts she’d penned pierced my heart. I realized where I was stuck. I was stuck in jealousy–wanting the childhood she had. Wanting. Wishing. But, not having. She spoke of jealousy, but what I heard in those words? Grief....
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by Tammy Kennington | Mar 5, 2018
The girl’s comment penetrated deep. My eyes darted to and fro as I shoved my large, 1980’s glasses up the bridge of my nose. Brushing a loose strand of my Dorothy Hamill wedge into place, I turned away from the knowing looks of the other children and heat...
by Tammy Kennington | Sep 30, 2015
The path to the land of abundance lay ahead–easily navigated and under the protection of the King. Yet, the people chose to wander aimlessly–the brown of the desert soiling their feet just as their complaints marred that day’s praises to the God of...
