He asks for a secret.
I tell him there is
a quiet scar
on my left forearm
from an iron
I shouldn’t have touched
and a small freckle
on my bottom lip
that I drag
beneath my teeth
whenever I worry.
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Administrative Consulting
Thoughts on parenting, teaching, and faith.
adoption, foster care, and autism
TBI S-O-S! Restoring a Sense-Of-Self after Brain Injury and Concussion
The Blessings of Being a Woman of God
Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature.
My Site. That looks like a Blog, but it's a site to organize the content. Also a central portal for my stuff and contact information.
Experiencing God on the Journey with Special Needs
A fine WordPress.com site
Adventures of a socially-inept Aspie girl
an independent, international literary magazine
Living on the Edge of the Sagebrush Ocean
Official Author site for Laurie McDaniel
simply
Empowering wannabe do-it-yourselfers one project at a time
Untempered Glass 