The rest of the climb is easy because I am not focused on anything but the very real feeling that on December 8th, on my drive to Munich something will happen to me, I can’t shake that feeling or maybe I should say I can’t shake the knowledge. It’s as real as the fogContinue reading “Part Nine: acceptance”
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Part 8: Really? You sure?
My bed is very cozy, I woke up not ago but I can’t seem to drag myself from my bed even with the delicious smell of fresh coffee that my housemate is brewing that I know he will share with me. It’s been one three weeks since that night at the castle, three weeksContinue reading “Part 8: Really? You sure?”
Through the Lens of Motherhood 