Words of Wisdom
“I’m scared.” “Of what, dear?” Her deep, grandmotherly voice always soothes me. “...Losing. Losing myself? I don’t know. I don’t understand.” I bury my head in…
“I’m scared.” “Of what, dear?” Her deep, grandmotherly voice always soothes me. “...Losing. Losing myself? I don’t know. I don’t understand.” I bury my head in…