Chance |
Last summer my sister, Joy, took in a foster son named Chance.Chance is raw emotion. Joy says that sometimes he cries and cries and he doesn't know why he is crying; when asked he simply cannot...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 19:05:00 GMT |
reflections of life and death |
Looking back now, I see that when I have come too close to pain and grief in my life (like when my grandma was dying or breaking up with someone I gave my heart to) I made my life so small. I retreat...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:16:00 GMT |
