Joyful and excited to see and be with my baby.

Becoming a single mother can blur the lines of personal meaning. Reflection is where we find ourselves.

All of my original poerty is based loosely on personal experience.

The only sign of our love….and you regretted her too! <3.

The role of head of the home is evolving in subtle but not so subtle ways.

A book that I am trying to write- sort of like a personal blog just for my eyes.

One of my poems.

Man sleeps every night in paradise.

Blloogging..

Out with Game Machines,In with the Outdoors.