I remember the day when blogging began to feel like a community of friends. It was because of Lynn Abbotts. I’ve moved around a lot in my life so I know that it can take a couple years for a new place to feel like a home. Three years is probably stretching it. Four might [...]
I wake to the sound of your sweeping up dust from the week and my dreams left from sleep through restless nights where we stirred between walls because you let me hold our old dog in your place. We wrestled with thoughts, then passed in the hall eyes meeting, our lips turned to smiles. [...]
