I like to think of myself as Mama Bear. Perhaps that is an understatement too. I am extremely protective of our children. I know it’s easier said than done, but the mama bear in me strongly believes that I would take any kind of punch for these babies of mine. This week our little guy…… Continue reading Motherhood; thankful
When you say I matter For me; a “no body”… It’s to be somebody. When you wipe my tears With your own cloth… When you give me your hand You let me hold on… It’s to be somebody. I sit at your table You pass me a cup Your cup I dine at your table…… Continue reading To be somebody.