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 SOMETIMES  LIFE  IS  UTTER CHAOS. Everyone wants something different from you, but no one wants to give anything. So the only thing to do is standup, hold your head up, takes the ones by the hand that need guidance, and walk forward. “As I walk forward they may follow, but they cannot be allowed to obstruct my view!”

Her Boy  She had seen many seasons’ come and go. The parameters of her world had shifted slightly: in some spots she had grown wider and in other spots let’s just say things weren’t as they once were. Over in the play area the shiny swings of yesteryears had given way first to a jingle-jim, and then to numerous play-apparatuses. Her boy first came there when he was a young curly haired… Read More