Remembering me
There have been too many moments in my life where I’ve had to ask myself, was any of this truly my idea? Sometimes it takes a daily remembering to acknowledge the truth of who you are and why you’re here. This is mine.
My little worlds in one room: the conflict in our minds
Each group feels like a little world of mine. At some point in time, that little world may have been my whole world. And then I grew, and changed, and saw. Who’s still here?