Who am I? Who was I? Who is she? Who was he? What the hell happened over here? I found this poem in a notebook yesterday, some of my reflections in December. It is a poem of reflection of the growth, faith and promise that can come from the darkest of times. It touches death,Continue reading “Reflections”
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The Musings and Learnings Of A Widowed Bipolar Mum 