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  • Fancy Being Six

    Y’all. It’s been six years since An Island Mom began. Six years! An Island Mom’s origins can be traced back to an afternoon many years ago, when I was walking in the ocean in a dress, as I’m wont to do, in search of a quest. Suddenly, the waves began to speak. “Woman, you must […]

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  • Thoughts on the Sea #14

    Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong […]

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  • Thoughts on the Sea #13

    When the storm is over and night falls and the moon is out in all its glory and all you’re left with is the rhythm of the sea, of the waves, you know what God intended for the human race, you know what paradise is. Harold Pinter For other thoughts on the sea, see #1, […]

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  • Sides of Suspension

    About three years ago, shortly after Thanksgiving, I wrote a post called Suspension. We had moved to a new island a few months earlier and had just been back for a visit to our old island, so I wrote about our feelings of being suspended between the two islands, of living “half in the old […]