To: My boys

On November 3rd, 1999 you were born. I can remember it like it just happened. The fear, excitement, and immeasurable love that tangled and bound up my body was crippling. You were born in the morning and your first day was filled with visitors, a proud mother and father trying their best to change you... Continue Reading →

Home is where the heart is…..

.....but what is it called when your heart is elsewhere? I told my two teenage boys as we were hefting large items up three flights of steps to my new dwelling that I never considered a structure a home.  For me home was where the things I cared about were.  It was where ever they... Continue Reading →

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