I used to have a co-worker/friend in Florida (have lost touch with her now) who has an adult daughter with Down’s Syndrome.
Finding Ground
Because sometimes all any of us need is a savvy traveling companion
I used to have a co-worker/friend in Florida (have lost touch with her now) who has an adult daughter with Down’s Syndrome.
Scalps and joints betray, alas, the prescription is emptying what lies under the scalp, me thinks, today, at least.
I have been waiting a long time to hear the story of Callie Ann guiding you on the dark side of the moon. Just sayin…
Oh you! Can’t believe you remembered that!
I have to find the dream–I wrote it down somewhere–actually made a sermon about it…but don’t know where. I may have to recreate it…I need some help.
Maybe we could do a combined post–I could start the dream and you could add to it and then I could reply and you could respond to my reply. Some dance like that. Wanna try?
Huh?
I don’t follow you. I have no idea what you dreamt, only that it was about Callie Ann and the dark side of the moon.