An Anonymous Girl

by Greer Hendricks

I don’t fear strangers, though. I’ve learned more harm can come from familiar faces.

Unlike a wedding ring, there’s no physical symbol you can wear to show the world that you’re a mother.

There’s nothing better than fresh bread, warm butter, and cinnamon cooking together, I realize.

Sometimes silence is a more effective tool to loosen information than a direct question;

Aging, though inevitable, can be managed gracefully with the proper arsenal.

It’s remarkable how the simplest of decisions can create a butterfly effect; how a seemingly inconsequential action can cause a tsunami.