Less is more... As the author of this piece says : If there was ever a moment of broken, this was it. Just how broken was yet to be determined. There was one place on this earth I needed to go before going anywhere, my sons grave. I needed to explain to him what I was doing and more importantly, that none of this was his fault. The regret deep, each and every moment of his life clung to my soul until the branches could bare no more. Please Share thebirdhouseproject/blog/less-more
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 15:00:01 +0000