Before.

In my house, in my kitchen, on the dresser, there is a photograph. It is a photo given to me, of a group of friends and I, all dressed up, on a night away, a few short years ago. I look at that photo and I see…. Before. Before Daniel got sick. Before that awful … More Before.

But what are you?

When I was growing up I attended an all girls secondary school, run by nuns. Yes it was as boring as it sounded and sadly it was not a school that suited me. As part of our “education” in our final year we had career guidance. What a joke! The nun, who I had least … More But what are you?