52 Weeks Later
In August of 2019, I hadn’t thought about this date. By January of 2020, I hadn’t thought of this table I am typing on. In my head it was going to be different. As I…
In August of 2019, I hadn’t thought about this date. By January of 2020, I hadn’t thought of this table I am typing on. In my head it was going to be different. As I…
I have a thing that I say when I am closing a class or discussion: I understand that you have choices and I am always humbled that you choose me. I am. There is still…
Issa me I am kids. I am someone’s little girl after all. Right now I am off to a late start, listening to the coffee pot and at the table wondering how many more days…
Did I learn my lesson? I did. The swirling one complimented my maturity in response. I said, thank you, another lesson learned. It is maturity in a way. I can recognize that I made a…
If Daddy is not happy no one is happy. Lot’s of us have heard this as if momma ain’t happy….but there is no momma here. It’s just me and the Daddy person. What’s been true…