I’m sitting on my chair in math class, emails pouring in through my IPad. “I can’t believe she did that” “That’s so rude” and it goes on and on. Why are people so drama oriented, because we have nothing else better to do. I try to repspond nicely, and break up the rude comment. But They won’t stop Pouring Raining In
I remember receiving this paticular pencil on my first day of second grade, in my shiny, brand new classroom...
Wondering if she misses me
The joy of seeing your bio mom for the first time, and the pain.
The confusion when friends leave you behind
Road trips are different from when I was a kid. But they still end the same.
Day 37: This is the coldest I've ever been (1F, -17C), so please forgive the snow selfie
Day 36: Freezing
Day 35: Landing in Bend, OR