Losing My First Mom. Twice. – A Memorial to Francine Williams
Written with assistance from my inner child. She created the above image. I thought about her almost every day of my life. I wondered what she looked like, what she…
Written with assistance from my inner child. She created the above image. I thought about her almost every day of my life. I wondered what she looked like, what she…
This is dedicated to my siblings: Flirty introductions were followed by invitations into warm and loving hosts Joy lasts for moments untold Laughter echos off the walls Light whispers in…