I am a collector of paper and ideas…books, journals, pictures, journals, scraps of paper with thoughts jotted down, journals… and lately I have been trying to get a handle on the growing problem in what was formerly known as John’s room after he took over what had been formerly known as Rachel’s room. In it…
Today, if you venture out into the world, you will most likely be surrounded by at least one heated debate… one comically inspired take on the current political scene… one opportunity to take offense and one opportunity to offer offense… one conversation that leaves you passionately entwined in solidarity… and one that makes your blood…
Any shred of sophistication I might have hoped to manage absolutely dissipated into nothingness in the wee hours of the morning in early June 2011. I became the sappiest woman on the planet when the first little Maxwell boy wrapped me around his tiny finger and I share this ooey-gooey love with …. The other…