I know what is hard about this. I know what is hard about losing an animal. Ask me about Andante.
I wanted to write about something else, something that had been cooking on my mind’s back burner for the better
Today is Gordy, Sr.’s birthday and last week was my Dad’s. I don’t know the proper etiquette for acknowledging the birthday of
I hate being called out. Gordy actually knows this about me and, while that knowledge doesn’t stop him from doing it,
I joined a writers group. I am not entirely certain about this. It is a difficult thing figuring out the