Hate doesn't appear to be precarious, yet it needs no certain foundation. Hate floats and flickers in no certain space; somewhere between an experience and a choice. Hate in its highest degree is a huge choice, with permanent consequences. To consider an alternative to hate is sapping and severe, but I wonder if the emotional … Continue reading Hate, Intellect, Humility and Pot Roast.
It was October 14th, I was madly nesting. My house had been scrubbed top to bottom, just like it had been daily for the past, well every day. I found myself at Walmart with my mom, buying candles for his first night home and all kinds of things I found extremely important at the time. … Continue reading Birth Story