Murphy Barney
Joined February 2021
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Running away to run into myself.
I was a determined child laced with a forgetful nature. My library books were often late and my socks never matched. By the time I entered second grate, the school librarian eventually grew tired of my tardiness, so she handed me a book and said "because your books are always late, you will have to read a boring book this week."
By Murphy Barney2 years ago in Wander
What She Made Possible.
Cleaning out her grandmother’s attic wasn’t a task Solveigh felt cut out for. Losing a pillar of her family during a year where loss felt so ubiquitous – like it was always at her heels – was overwhelming, and this concrete task associated with the loss felt insurmountable.
By Murphy Barney3 years ago in Families