And sorting it out reminds me of teasing the snarls out of my son’s white blonde tresses when he was three.
Slow, tedious work.
It pulled and hurt.
Sometimes I had to cut out the snarls.
Sometimes he would laugh.
Sometimes we would sing.
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Reflections on how Wonder upRising has inspired us to live, work, play and be.
And sorting it out reminds me of teasing the snarls out of my son’s white blonde tresses when he was three.
Slow, tedious work.
It pulled and hurt.
Sometimes I had to cut out the snarls.
Sometimes he would laugh.
Sometimes we would sing.
Read More