I’m the meek kind. I don’t do so well at advocating for my children, or myself. But my heart is aching and I am tired of feeling ashamed. This photo is from January 2020, around my eldest son’s 8th birthday. It was snapped in the second or two that he paused on his race throughContinue reading “Love and Medication”
Oh, that she might stay this way forever!
Do you dream big? I dream big now. There’s not much time and there seems little point in dreaming safe, dreaming small.
We have been drying flowers all summer with no real idea what we would do with them. I had little bowls with random petals in them dotted all around the old house.