Last night it occurred to me: I wonder if my girls remember what it was like for me to hold them, like really hold them. I did it so often when they…

February 2023

Tales from North Scranton. For someone who never left her neighborhood really, my grandmother's life was a fascinating mystery to us as children.
Pretty much a therapy session.
Sometimes relationships bleed into one another. Sometimes they don't leave a mark.
Who I am and why you're here.