She mothers from a distant to now all adult children raised in a cult. Each day she makes her way through the grit and grime of the debris of the cult. Some day her children reach out to her and allow her to be a good mom. Other days they admonish her and her non-cult ways.
But she preserves and triumphs like no other human being I met. She loves her children like all moms do, unconditionally.
So, Cults. Ugh. What else I can say. Maybe do not answer the door when they come a knocking. Have a terrific day.
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