Who Is the Real Child?

Childhood  To grow up, you must first be a child.- me I understand that this is a place where different cultures have very different ideas. My Kurdish friend has told me that at the age of ten a child is considered an adult. This does help explain how at thirteen he was married to his…

Blue Sky

Sky The more doors seem to shut against me, the more I appreciate that, writing is my blue sky. This is where I fly.   It is easy to feel trapped, when you devote yourself to others. Invisible chains hold you fast to home to care for those in need, but still your spirit cries to…