In the deep end of the pool

I feel as thought I haven't taken a full, deep breath in over two years.The surface is just right there...I can see it, and if I reach my hand out, stretch it as far as possible, and then just a touch more, it seems I could break through the surface. But I never do. The … Continue reading In the deep end of the pool

Destroying our own

Coming into the fourth of July holiday - I am reminded of this time a year ago. My son, innocent of any deviant intent, had just been taken from me. He had just turned 22. A bit old to be a momma's boy but he has always been immature for his age and he was … Continue reading Destroying our own