I don’t always have great days.  In fact, the last 36 hours have been a bit of a bear, and yes, that included Mother’s Day.  But the things that would have previously grown to be monster’s living under my bed…

I’m a breathe away From where you are A breathe away From where I imagine A breathe away from yesterday And a breathe still away From tomorrow. I’m a breathe away From my future And yet I accept my breathe…

The other day, someone asked me if I was continuing to write and post on my site.  Clearly, he didn’t care enough to have actually looked…but my namby-pamby response about all that I had going on and was trying to…