I’m after a chance of hope, the last sputter of light from a dying fire, wondering why you won’t send off a brighter spark for me.
One of my most pleasant memories of us as a family is driving on the highway between Redmond and Bellevue, going east, to where we lived in our very first (and last, come to think of it) two story home. The grey Dodge Neon with a six disc CD changer which all of us prized […]
I was raised in a dysfunctional, abusive and drug addicted family. When I was seventeen, my principal and her husband asked me to be their daughter instead. These are the things I learned during the first year of my adoption. 1. Wow, people love me? It’s easy to blend in with the walls when you grow […]