It turns out a happy, creative parent is a better parent. (Especially when puffy paint is involved.)
I thought I had writer’s block. For three months (almost) I despaired that the writing gods had gone away and it was officially over. No more. All hope was lost.
What I did not see (or more accurately, did not want to see) was that I was avoiding my truth.
Today I’m savoring my cup of coffee today more than ever. First of all I have a cross breeze flowing… Read more Pour me some hot water and get me a lemon! Change is in the air.