I'm not really sure what to write. Some days I have a lot on my mind and some days I can't even put two words together.
Right now, my mind is ---blank---.
I guess all I can do is blog about my surroundings, the physical, rather than the mental or emotional. The seen rather than the ---unseen---.
The girls are nestled all snug in their beds, the house is quiet, fragrant candles burn. Snow is falling outside, covering the already white ground with a fresh coat. My feet are chilled. I can hear the ticking of clock, ever so slowly. Toys are in their places, recently read books are upon the table. The baby dolls are fast a sleep. Good night baby girls.
The Death Row Support Project; Ray Freeney
2 days ago