Things I Could Never Tell My Mother

Hard times are all around, but I know this little powerhouse will rise above it all.

I see you. I appreciate you. I'm proud of you. I love you.

I stumble through the story of how we met. And make people think we banging like bunnies but they just jealous of what we actually share.

I have struggled and spiraled and flailed so mightily just trying to say I love you.

Who'da thunk that getting grumpy with someone would lead to a beautiful friendship?

Grief sucks. Thank you for letting me comfort you.

The first note is for the friend who inspired this project.

I sometimes handwrite notes for my friends. And now I'm going to do some in A/V format. Is this a good idea? Time will tell.

A random catch of Star Trek made me think of my old journal which I decided I might try to keep here.

Oh my garsh it's Friday, and I have accomplished so little this week despite feeling busy.