I’m learning the hard way that the people I wanted most to be there for me will not be. In the end, I win. Because while they remain the same, I’ve learned to pick better friends while remaining a good one myself.
Your cheering squads were liars when to my knees you could not bring So in the might of jealousy, you tried to clip my wings But my joints are made of teflon and the feathers forged in steel So when that didn’t work, you worked my mind hoping I’d kneel You told me I couldn’tContinue reading “Flight”
Ideally, each kid’s book will have one word that it is focused on and an animal with that theme word so the book can be picked up used by child of any nationality. For this book, Grief, I imagined Giraffes as the characters instead of people. I’m channeling a bit of my younger self inContinue reading “Grief: Kid’s Book Narrative Idea”