My Family is Broken

My husband’s feet are cracking.  My daughter is emotionally a wreck.  My son is lactose intolerant.  My step-son is going to be 600 pounds.  And I am schizoaffective.  How do we function?  And what does heaven look like for us?  Do we love each other enough to overcome our differences in the heavens and this… Continue reading My Family is Broken

Office

Wouldn’t that be a cool downtown office?  And the pasture building could be for nerodivegrent people that would be homeless otherwise.

The Pasture Building

What if we converted it to a thriving mental health community.  Apartments and activities and community for psychics/crazies downtown.  Medicare paid for?  We are stronger together.

Untitled

Most people prefer the digital world.  I guess that’s ab-vious.  I’ve been fighting trying to stay in the real world, but maybe the resistance is futile.  Maybe I just need some assistance setting things and people up properly in my digital world.  Assistance from my ancestors and family – Grandma Lou, Grandpa Henry, Uncle Henry,… Continue reading Untitled

Helplessly Hoping – Me and the Girls

Helplessly hopingHer harlequin hovers nearbyAwaiting a wordGasping at glimpsesOf gentle true spiritHe runs, wishing he could flyOnly to trip at the sound of good-bye Wordlessly watchingHe waits by the windowAnd wondersAt the empty place insideHeartlessly helping himself to her bad dreamsHe worriesDid he hear a good-bye? Or even hello? They are one personThey are two… Continue reading Helplessly Hoping – Me and the Girls

Bethany Park Apartments

Looking to make Bethany Park Apartments exist at LOC 720 and connected to the “real world” at LOC420.  The higher level will allow me to rest easy and be safe.