Long embraces and less abbreviations.
I have a deep desire to share. I resist closed doors and blank walls. I love to write, but for two years all I can get down on paper are love letters to my son. It can be frustrating, having so much to say, feeling soggy from too much experience. Soggy from all the happy tears and splashy sink baths. Soggy & tired. Tired from … Continue reading Long embraces and less abbreviations.