Her latest blog post and where she ponders the what ifs of her life.



I thought today was the beginning of daylight savings, so I didn’t stress the time. At nearly six this evening I realized I was an hour off; for some reason I think that threw me into a funk. My day was gone, and I hadn’t redeemed the time. I don’t know. Maybe it’s that I’ve spent too much time in this office lately.

A photo sits atop my desk. I don’t usually pay much attention to it. He’s there, watching me, but I’m busy paying bills, answering emails. Since I started writing this blog, however, I find that I write, sit back to think, and look back at him.  And, sometimes I wonder………

I was fifteen years old, and my life was a living hell.  My dad had beaten me so bad over spring break that I missed the first few cheerleader meetings…

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