My mum had imbued in me an appreciation for the natural world that cannot be taught in any university or through any textbook.
I'm the shipwreck that is still throwing down an anchor. Still trying to secure my shattered pieces to something stable. If I can just hold on to something solid, I'll be whole again. I'm told I will get through this, that I'll move past this. Those words are a waterfall that washes over me, ...