Book launches, lemonade, and poems

It's all coming together.

Hello! I’m hoping my letter finds you unstressed (as possible), with a few minutes free, and a warm beverage in your vicinity.

I’m having one of those very rare, beautifully lazy afternoons with my daughter. It’s 89 degrees outside right now and I’ve filled up the small plastic pool in our backyard. I made lemonade, and I’m just sitting and watching her splash around in the sun. I just finished writing a short blog on stress for my freelance job and the last line was, “In our current world, there’s a lot to be stressed about, but there’s also a lot to be happy about, too.” I feel that way today.

I just sent my final edits for my book cover out to the designer. Now, I wait. Not that long, though, he’s pretty quick. Once the cover is back, I will be able to pick a release date and launch this baby!

As a subscriber, I thought I’d give you a little sneak peak of one of the poems in the book called “Therapy.” Thank you so much for coming along with me and reading my work. Be on the lookout for more podcasts and info on the We Are The Mothers book. In the meantime, would you answer a question?

With love,

Angela

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Therapy

I called you because

Sometimes I feel a small circle of rage

Growing in my ribs

And every time I hear the word

Mommy

I want to scream

Get in my car

And never come back

But I didn’t tell you

Any of that

Instead I talked about books

And shows

And how fortunate I am

Because I know I am

Privileged

But I feel like I betrayed

Myself yet again

By not sharing who I am

The self that doesn’t want to

Be a mother

Or a wife

I need to make even you like me

At the cost of my true self