As a kid, I fell two stories out of the magnolia tree beside my house after a spider crawled on my hand. Guy painting the house saw it and ran to my mom. Tree is still there, a little wobbly... Continue Reading →
Since I was 5 years old, this has been my home. There have been years I don't come back. I regret that now. But it has always been a sanctuary. A place I could go and feel safe. Feel loved.... Continue Reading →
I brought these hats home in 2015 after my dad died. They have moved about in my office ever since. Going from corner to shelf to box to the floor, etc. In other words, just occupying space. Yes, I'd like... Continue Reading →
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