unscripted

The last rays of summer have snuck into our autumn room, like a 3-year old who refuses to go to bed. We know that she should not be here, it is past her bedtime, but who can resist the temptation to laugh at her antics? I sit on our morning balcony, raise my face to [...]

a face in the trash

It was Christmas morning 2000 and the apartment was quickly filling with people. There were gifts under the tree, two sweet toddler cherubs waiting for the big event, tummy tickling aromas coming from the oven, snow picturesquely falling in a gentle haze. All was as it should be. And, I? I was half submerged in [...]