A friend sent this yesterday. I think it is beautifully written, and so true. The tears flowed. I'm missing my Brooklyn boy.The Last Time From the moment you hold your baby in your arms,you will never be the same.You might long for the person you were before,When you have freedom and time,And nothing in particular … Continue reading Missing those days
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Seeking happiness
Even after all I have shared here, I consider this post to be one of the most difficult to write. This blog entry is being prompted by current happenings in our little family, and also by blogs and other articles I have read over the past two years, some as recently as yesterday. Our younger son … Continue reading Seeking happiness
Healing hail storm
Journal Entry: August 18, 2014 This week we are in a high desert resort town a few hours from our house. We are gathered for a family reunion of my Dad's kids, there are nine of us total. All with our own families. Everyone is here except my BPD sister. She doesn't do well with … Continue reading Healing hail storm
try not to cry on my rainbow 