Monthly Archives: November 2015


Loved.

So I’m sitting to write a story I don’t want to write. It wasn’t my intention when I picked up my pen to put down in ink what I now feel I must.  I was going to write happy thoughts about what I’m learning now, at 34, not what was going on then, at around 13.  But that story, which until recently, I hadn’t even thought of in years, keeps lurking in the back of […]