Identity crisis
The other day, I stumbled into my bathroom at 6:00 a.m., and bumped into Helena, my eighteen year old, who hates mornings almost as much
The other day, I stumbled into my bathroom at 6:00 a.m., and bumped into Helena, my eighteen year old, who hates mornings almost as much
It’s taken me almost six years to blog again. Six years. In my defense, I’ve been busy doing stuff like raising Helena, working full-time, forgetting
If you haven’t blogged in a year, are you still a blogger?Something to ponder. That, and why we put so much faith in a short,
The other day, I stumbled into my bathroom at 6:00 a.m., and bumped into Helena, my eighteen year old, who hates mornings almost as much
It’s taken me almost six years to blog again. Six years. In my defense, I’ve been busy doing stuff like raising Helena, working full-time, forgetting
If you haven’t blogged in a year, are you still a blogger?Something to ponder. That, and why we put so much faith in a short,