I could have anything I want. What did I really want? What do I want to do with my life? I could create a life of my dreams.
Home Alone I sat on the couch curled into a ball. I felt abandoned and alone, unloved and worthless and thought my mother did not care. I was alone. The air swept over me like a prickly blanket when my she walked out the door. It was a Sunday morning like any other, the day... Continue Reading →
The presence looking out, Sees far into the future Back through the past.