Tears and scars, fear and pain. When writing about a child’s abusive life you feel their sorrow so deep inside your heart. Anger fills your soul. Out of the blue the pain can resurface. Feelings of not belonging, not being loved haunt her. This is a photo that is precious. A rare smile. This is my mom and I am writing a biography of the hidden abuse she endured till she met and married my dad.
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My name is Jennifer and I live in beautiful Watertown, Tennessee. I am a daughter & wife, momma to our four children and mamaw with 12 grandchildren. I am proud of our large happy family, blessed from the Lord! My first poem book, The Death Owl is AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE on Amazon/Amazon Kindle! I not only write and read but I Love To Write And Read! May our paths cross in great adventure in the writing world. Jennifer
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