
What does it mean to hold someone?Last night it occurred to me: I wonder if my girls remember what it was like for me to hold them, like really hold them. I did it so often when they were small, there was usually always one of them on me at all times. I remember it so vividly-the weight of them on my thighs, the…
Miss Remembering by Amye Archer

Miss Remembering by Amye Archer
Welcome to Miss Remembering, a space for stories. In this space I'll share my own story and stories of people I find fascinating. Sometimes, I'll set the record straight. Sometimes, I'll try and fall short.
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