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In the photograph by my bed my mother is perpetually smiling on me. I guess I have forgiven us both, although sometimes in the night my dreams will take me back to the sadness, and I have to wake up and forgive us again.

Sue Monk Kidd

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Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
Novelist
Writer
Sylvester
Georgia
Take
Photograph
Perpetually
Sometimes
Although
Smiling
Guess
Forgiven
Dreams
Forgive
Mother
Forgiving
Night
Wake
Dream
Sadness
Back
Bed

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