Learning to Communicate

Am I a bad mother, friend, family member because I forget to contact my loved ones?


Moving Again

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