Am I a bad mother, friend, family member because I forget to contact my loved ones?
Here we go again.
Wow! I didn't realize how much stuff I had! Writing is not my only hobby.
A fence to keep out Intruders, a trip to the grocery store, secret help, and dinner.
Family, now that will make you or break you.
This is sort of good news! When I had to run from shack up 3, a friend took me in. I am grateful to him. I owe him a great deal. There has been no violence. No yelling. No lengthy, angry discussions. It just is impossible for us to live under the same roof. What? … Continue reading Moving Again
Two things teach me I'm not in control. The internet and God.