I march to my own drummer, and I prefer it that way. I never liked being told what to do. I’m not fond of senseless rules, and I am not one to blindly follow the crowd. For as long as I can remember I questioned the status quo. My mother told me I … [Read more...] about Says Who?

My cat, Simon, died last week. He had inoperable cancer on his chin and in his chest. I learned of his condition a month ago and knew that his passing would present me with one of the hardest lessons I had to learn. Simon was “my guy.” He came … [Read more...] about He Came To Pass