Yesterday, I told the story of our tree. This is the rock that goes with the tree. It's our favorite picnic spot and yesterday, Constantine got to hang out on it for the first time.
It’s a sad, all too familiar story: harsh, distant, alcoholic father, sensitive, shy daughter always seeking his love and approval. Although there were flashes of kindness, most of my dad’s feelings had been buried long before. Even as...
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JAD says,
cutie pie.