The blank page before me welcomes me and the clicking sound of every keystroke reminisces sweetly, as that of a warm and sweet"hello" embrace. This little space of mine, is precious to me. It is where I have chronicled the many thoughts and experiences of my life unfolding. It is where I have processed and…
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First Thoughts on a First Day of School
I don't know where the time has gone, First Grade completely came out of nowhere. It seems like it was just yesterday when he was captivated by a little train named Thomas and all his friends. He was toddling about barely forming words, much less a full sentence. Yet, here I look at him, toddler…
Chronicles of a Keeper: 