Peace

It's been a while...I was going to write a piece about being a bad blogger. I didn't blog because March exploded...figuratively.  

And then Boston did....literally.  My middle-class, educated, white girl problems, joys and jadedness, mean very little.

2 adults were killed...many more catastrophically injured.  And an 8-year-old boy named Martin Richard is dead. 

 Martin, I'm sorry more people didn't listen.  Maybe someday.  

Peace.