May your trails be crooked winding lonesome dangerous leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
The woman is uniformly sacrificed to the wife and mother.
The religious superstitions of women perpetuate their bondage more than all...
The Bible and the Church have been the greatest stumbling blocks in the way...
The memory of my own suffering has prevented me from ever shadowing one young...
I like it when my mother smiles. And I especially like it when I make her...
My mother was a teacher.
I feel like a semi-single mum.
