Growing Up: The Great Releasers
I have been a daughter of Alabama pines, the eldest girl descended from eldest girls, the boss of the woods and the house. I have been the inheritor of family history, and I know the morals to all the stories. I am big sister, the one who hears, takes the stories, and loads them on her back. Some call this roll sin eater.
I have been known to say, “come unto me,” and then people would could. Imagine me saying this as a little girl, messy nest of hair. I wanted hear your story and take you in like a precious egg to balance on my head. Maybe this is a recipe for a childhood illness of anxiety, why sometimes I think I need strong medicine.