joanna

he was our heart. but he went back to his mother, and it crushed us. we’re not foster parents anymore..

maybe someday we’ll try again.

we were in it to adopt. we hadn’t fully prepared to see him leave us..

still, it was the greatest experience ever -

i’m committed to riding it every weekend (at least) around town lake.

i’d love to ride to and from work as well. but i’m not there yet..

jesus, i still have this recurring nightmare of high school, where i can’t find my locker, and when i do i don’t have the combination, and i don’t have my schedule for class, and i don’t know where to get a copy, and i’m avoiding getting caught ditching class inside the school! i never have my books, or homework, i can’t get a ride outta there and i never know what time it is.

nightmare. but just a dream.
you’ll wake up from yours too.
the reality of it couldn’t have been that bad. i don’t recall..