I had a hard time even looking out the front window of our home. We had recently moved to a new state because of my husband’s job and I tried to make friends with other moms on the street. It didn’t take long for me to get the feeling that I didn’t fit in.
When I was growing up, I remember a small poster that made the move with us from house to house. It was usually somewhere in the kitchen or taped to the laundry room door. On the poster was a poem called “Children Learn What They Live”. It was originally written in 1954. What I liked about the poem was how simple it seemed at the time. Children Learn What They
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