First Forgiveness

I had broken the cardinal rule of the firstborn child, and I still remember walking to my mom’s car feeling the downward tug of dread and disappointment.  I had gotten my name on the board of Mrs. Fanny’s kindergarten class, having been caught in the act of exchanging one too many comments and giggles with a classmate.  For as long as I can remember, I memorized rules and expectations, trying so carefully to stay within the parameters set for me by the adults in my world.  I am sure that… Continue reading First Forgiveness