sometimes i wonder how many versions of myself i’ve outgrown without even noticing. i look back at old photos and remember the thoughts i used to carry, the dreams i thought would save me. it’s strange how you can live inside yourself every day and still not realize you’re evolving. it’s only when you look back that you realize how far you’ve come, how many lives you’ve already lived in the same skin.
You always own your intellectual property, mailing list, and subscriber payments. With full editorial control and no gatekeepers, you can do the work you most believe in.
I appreciated the points made about mortality rates for soldiers and young mothers. Both men and women have an equally vital and dangerous role to help grow their communities. I have often felt like a 'warrior' for bringing 4 children into the world. Now I will own it and cite my source ;)