We lost a cabin to the Holy Jim fire a few years back. It was our special place, our home away from home, our escape, our love nest. It burned down on a Monday while I was at work and my partner was able to run to the property only to see one last thing Read more
As children, we often want to fit in rather than stand out. We fight to be just like our friends, to look like them, act like them, talk like them. Fitting in is the goal. We then grow up and realize there’s nothing worse than being just like everyone else. I have learned to love Read more
I grew up loving to write. I am not sure how, but it was my art before I could even write actual words. I had an audience I would read my “books” to. They were real people who just happened to resemble my favorite stuffed animals. I went through life never really being too smart. Read more
