The last time I saw my Mom was about twenty five years ago. It is a day I remember so well. Hot summer air, the sensation of sweat breaking out on my neck and the taste of salt on my lips. The breeze did little to soothe the unbearable heat ... READ the POST
Not a Good Enough Mother
Its been a while since I have written anything about my Mom.It's not that I don't think about her anymore, in fact it is quite the opposite. She is on my mind every day. Her memories still dominate my life. Her absence, still a pain. ... READ the POST
