Life in your hands you walked away. Fear and Faith your companions. Begging, pleading, reasoning left behind. I close my eyes and you're...

The day hope died. It was a few days after the 1st of the year that I noticed something. Normally around the first of the year as habit...

I love when people come up to me or contact me and tell me a story about my mom. How they interacted with her while she was homeless....