I asked for a pedicure, but when my technician shared her life story, I got so much more.
DON'T GET ME WRONG: I love my boys. More than words can say. With every fiber of my being; to the very depths of my core. Even the fleeting thought of something bad happening to one of them causes my heart to quicken, my respirations to increase, and a huge lump in my throat. Each … Continue reading Childless (this week)
There was a jukebox at the swimming pool I went to as a kid. The songs it contained make up the soundtrack of the summers of my youth. What songs do you remember from your younger years?