Musing On A Monday
I refuse to believe anymore that there is something wrong. That I have to change, or adapt, or concede, or contain, or compromise. That somehow I’ve done this, or I’ve done that…and tsk, tsk. I own my choices, every turn, every step. Regardless of results, regardless of how others may observe them, I own them, no one else. I own every last breath of grief, … Continue reading Musing On A Monday