October 1998

Near the end of last year, when she was three and a half, Pickle was having great success with cosmic ordering.   She wanted a pink, two wheel bike, with a basket on the front and training wheels.  Lo, the next day, the people around the corner put one that met her specification outside their house […]

I don’t even know where to start… More than two years later I find myself returning here, to this blog, where I felt so much safety and comfort while I was in pain…  and I’m thankful that here is still available to return to. For the past couple of years I had little time between