My Sundays … they have changed
Sunday morning… the face of my Sunday’s have changed. The rush to get up, get lunch prepared so that it could be on the table a few minutes after we … Continue reading My Sundays … they have changed
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Sunday morning… the face of my Sunday’s have changed. The rush to get up, get lunch prepared so that it could be on the table a few minutes after we … Continue reading My Sundays … they have changed
It seems I made a very controversial statement today on a website that within a few minutes had gotten 278 comments. I will look to see what the update is. … Continue reading Re-run: It’s no TV drama, it’s real life
You’re talking to a girl here who is running on fumes of strong coffee and snatched naps going on night number three, so ramble? I might! If you don’t know … Continue reading On Laying my Isaac down
Something happened last night that fractured my emotions like a rock hitting a glass window leaving shards on the floor to be tiptoed around. Having just listened to Aretha Franklin … Continue reading “and that was the end of our communication”
I saw a mom and dad crying over their son pictured kneeling by the side of the man who was just before cutting his head from his shoulders, they were … Continue reading there are None so Blind…
I posted this originally on Mother’s Day but felt the need to post it again tonight. I made a little video of the two of us “singing” the chorus of “In … Continue reading How are Tower and Mother alike?
The past three days have been very hard ones with my mother. She has been searching for her “two babies” and is convinced that if we can’t find them something … Continue reading M-O-T-H-E-R