Tapping on the keyboard, I remember why I have avoided sitting down to write, new… Read the post“That Experience of Justin”
“How did you start, where did you begin?” A question that I have been asked… Read the postWhere It All Began…
A tsunami is invisible on the surface, barely a noticeable ripple, yet beneath the surface… Read the postCaught Unaware, The Year of Thirds
Looking for a file on the computer, I stumbled across the one that held pictures… Read the postIt Wasn’t on the Calendar
Justin always came home in May. It did matter how far away the boy was,… Read the postHe always came home in May
I had this post written in my head, the thoughts and words just flowed as… Read the postWe Need To Find Our New Story
November has been an especially melancholic month, the melancholy actually started late September with the… Read the postDying Alone…
