My little boy, you are growing up so fast. I try to hang on and let you grow in sweet balance. Your baby cheeks and dimples remind me of how little you once were, and how that time feels so long ago. I want you to explore the world, to make new friends, to learn … Continue reading When You Hold My Hand
Found an old poem I wrote in 2001.... One day I decided to stop looking for more One night I decided to sleep on the floor There was no question, there was no confusion There was just no reason for the logic I was using So my new life began taking the role of being … Continue reading untitled.