A strange brew is this, and not all of it is pretty. Partially a record of a crackup and partially a tale of rising from that crackup back into a useful life; and part of that is how I decided writing was necessary to my life and recovery; and another part is just keeping a record of where I have been and what I have learned. You can see the topics I cover the sidebar. The hope is to help others; the purpose is figuring out where I am going. Thank you for dropping by. Feel free to comment.
Friday, October 21, 2022
Dad 2 4/21/2010
Well, I got Dad written a letter. Almost bawling like a baby. Do I write letters to the stepsons, too? I could die now with a clear conscience.
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