Don’t tell me
Don’t tell me you understand. Don’t tell me you know how it feels. Don’t tell me I’m doing a good job. Don’t tell me how lucky the boys are to Read More …
Don’t tell me you understand. Don’t tell me you know how it feels. Don’t tell me I’m doing a good job. Don’t tell me how lucky the boys are to Read More …
As I write this, it’s the middle of the night, way past my bed time really considering I’m to be up for work in the morning. The house is finally Read More …