My Bone, My Grind.

When a mild difference of opinion with an old giant soul (and matriarch) of the family occurred, there was a weight attached to it that I found… unsettling. I come from a macho family. We are all opinionated, and we all speak our minds; which makes for spontaneous, fast spreading wild fire when the topic … More My Bone, My Grind.

I Wish..

I wish that mornings lasted as long as we wanted to stay in bed. I wish the sky lowered at night so that we could touch it. I wish that my dogs could speak. Not my cat though. He would demand food at 4am. I wish that everyone was the same height. Armpits aren’t cool … More I Wish..