
We all make them. While I was settling in at work this morning, I thought about my evening and how much I enjoy my writing. I was thinking it is a gift to write. Continue reading “Mistakes”
We all make them. While I was settling in at work this morning, I thought about my evening and how much I enjoy my writing. I was thinking it is a gift to write. Continue reading “Mistakes”
The eleventh tenth day of Christmas was a whirlwind. At times I was the whirlwind and other times the whirlwind engulfed me. Continue reading “The Whirlwind”