The Lost Girl and The Wounded Woman

My mom brought me a stack of photos yesterday, that she found while cleaning her room. She was bringing them to me in general because they were pictures of me, or me with my Dad, that she knew I would want; but there was one picture in particular that seemed to drive her to show … Continue reading The Lost Girl and The Wounded Woman

4 a.m. Thoughts

I'm not sure what to post about tonight, but I'm feeling the urge anyway. So forgive the following ramblings, if they do turn out to be ramblings. I have several blog post ideas bouncing around in my head, but none feel quite done with the bouncing process and ready for the writing process. In school, … Continue reading 4 a.m. Thoughts