Step One

I sat uncomfortably on the couch, not because of the couch, but because of me. The stack of bricks had been firmly reset on my chest and I could feel them slowly breaking me down. I couldn’t move. Life felt like it was stuck in this slow motion time warp. I told Kevin I was … Continue reading Step One



After I went through IOP Kevin and I began to seriously consider adopting a dog. We couldn't then because we had a house with no fence that we would be leaving soon. When we moved, we had a house, no fence and would be heading out on "vacation" soon. One evening we sat together, over … Continue reading Flapjack.