Several years ago, I was told that friends come into our lives for certain seasons. Her meaning behind this? Friends come and go. We cross paths with certain people for certain periods of time and for certain reasons. It's not as if it's a planned thing. I didn't meet someone in 2002 and decide we'd … Continue reading Changing Seasons
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Life Story: Chapter Thirteen
Welcome to a series of stories that basically make up my autobiography. It’s not entirely thorough, but I’ll do the best I can with the memories locked away inside my head. Could be therapeutic for me. Could be humorous for you. Either way, enjoy… Previously on Life Story... We lived in an apartment in Roanoke … Continue reading Life Story: Chapter Thirteen
The Confusing Middle 