A Typical Scene
October 23rd, 2008
Here’s my mom on the couch, loving the way the Vicodin courses through her veins. At any point in time during her recovery naps, you could find at least one animal sometimes 2-3 curles up beside her keeping watch. My job… keep them from sleeping on her foot.
Music is my life. Everything can be expressed, handled or just felt more deeply with the right chord or phrase. I have been blessed with some amazing friends and am still at that point where my life is an open book. If you’d like, stick around for a bit and help me write a few chapters…