Archives October 2014 - Kim McNamara

Stepping into the unexpected…

I sat in front of her, asĀ  she worked…feeling small in the big blue plastic chair, wrapping my feet around the legs and then swinging them back and forth as I watched her work. Her fingers moved easily and quickly as she slipped the beads over top of the string. She spoke in a soft voice, full of a quiet persistent, passion. As the other women bustled about the room, she was at peace with me...

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