Sitting in a bus I met one of my dearest friends. She didn't like me at first and I didn't like her after that encounter. If you read this you will understand why and why it is so important to try, try again.
A very special Christmas memory - an orphan, stockings, and joy. This story came from my son involuntarily forcing me into remembering the past and sharing. Thanks for being a teen and challenging me on a near daily basis my boy!