How many times I've heald my breath bit back frustration on lips ravaged by worry in the wee hours of coast time as the day barrels on on shores far away uncertainty knowing no time zone and in both times we wait me for pigments to dry others for sirens to break each of us … Continue reading Real Time
Let’s Be Real | Waiting
On the other end of a chronic helper's phone line.
Our Beliefs
Falling out over differences in opinion. Never learning how to communicate through disagreements.
Do Your Children Know?
When you hear bad news, what's the first question that you'd ask?
We Need Space
When one of the hardest things to do is let go.
A Promise
A promise to work to change in a direction I can be proud of.
