It wasn’t my idea. I have to give credit to a friend in my women’s circle, Tami. She was sharing one evening that when things got all blocked up with traffic and she and the her children were stuck in the car, their solution was to pull out bubbles and blow them out the window. […]
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Chocolate Coated Tears
I had been sleeping for months on an inflatable mattress on the floor of a small room that had once been the office of my ex-grandfather in law. I had carved it out as my office in a desperate struggle to find something in the house that was mine. The room appeared to have been […]
