my son

Orlando

Orlando

All I need to do is name the place and you know what’s on my mind. All I wanted was for my son to be happy. I wanted him to have lots of friends and to do well in school. I wanted him to always believe in himself, to go out into the world with confidence and joy. I wanted him to be safe.

I’m Back! (sort of…)

I’m Back! (sort of…)

  I haven’t blogged for about a month now. I’ve been busy with my son visiting from New York, then I visited Arizona a couple days later, and soon after that Steve and I went camping at the North Shore. I’ve been home for awhile but I’ve been trying to catch up with my completely out…

A Son’s Visit

A Son’s Visit

Even with only a brief visit from my son, my house feel oddly empty after he leaves. I long to make him another cup of coffee and see him standing in my kitchen, stirring in cream and sugar.  I even miss watching the smoke drift past my living room window, as he stood outside on…

The Shadow Self

The Shadow Self

Everything I start to write sounds so depressing. I’m happy on weekends, but weekdays I’m exhausted, burned out, and discouraged. I don’t want to drone on about that — something I need to figure out on my own. I’m just going to post a few photos that have been sitting around on my hard drive…

A Walk in THE Park

A Walk in THE Park

Day 3 in New York My third day in New York was supposed to be sunny. Yes, that was a big deal considering it was cloudy and rainy most of the time I was there. So Lain and I made plans to visit Central Park. The photos I took in Central Park are similar to…