Every year I’m in awe of my Begonias. I plant them in the early spring, haphazardly in a hurry, adding a few in my large pot placed strategically on the remnants of the tree trunk in my front yard. I began this ritual shortly after we had to cut down the only tree we had. […]
The Day I Failed as a Mother
I had an enough. I was tired and those ever-present vapors of frustration radiated from my skin… I launched the attack. “You better get your act together!… Don’t you dare disrespect me or your father! … You need to be more responsible! …You need to stop whining!… Why can’t you… You really messed up!” […]
