On Friday, there was an attack. In the haven that welcomed my family with open arms when ours was no longer safe enough to keep calling home. Read More
It doesn’t sound like much, but it means that the little things are starting to feel like little things again. It means I can manage my days in more than minute by minute chunks. It means things are getting better. Read More
I was out at a cafe a little over a year and a half ago, and a lady stopped out of the blue to tell me that she thought I had a beautiful smile. I remember it like it was yesterday.
That morning, I had been reluctant to leave the house. Read More