There are rules for everything - everything - everything! I can't abide so many rules for so many things. I want to break some rules - I want to break out of the rules - I want to be free! I can't remember how many times I heard this (or similar) from my foster kids … Continue reading Broken Things
I wish I could remember - I know it was good - it was all planned out, structured to spruik with the best power and . . . but it's gone. The times you lay in bed - should be asleep, should've been asleep hours ago - and all of a sudden, there's this great … Continue reading What Was I Thinking?