I regurgitate the words on a regular basis, there is no normal, there is no old me. Yet I miss the days when I recognized the person in the mirror, the woman out of her thoughts. The person I used to be is a mere shadow of my present self. My thoughts betray me, and … Continue reading The Me I was. . .
Author: Jo Monska
Sunday
Hello friend. . .I guess it's been a long time since I checked in or had anything to say, but life was good. I didn't have any pent-up dear diaries to express, but here I am. It's been a week since she passed away and I don't know when the grief will begin to subside. … Continue reading Sunday
Lennox’s First Birthday
Happy Birthday to our baby boy 🦈 First Birthday Photos Party Invitation Decorations Cake time Present time
The H is Silent 