I am good at saying Goodbye
Nov 1 · 4 min read

I was raised in a harsh world. We had little. We bathed using a water hose and lived in a bus. The greatest joys I had as a child were catching tadpoles and playing with my army men. The heat of south Florida made everything move slow. I moved like a sloth but somehow? The damn tadpoles could out swim my attempts to catch them. My days were filled with “what-ifs” and dreams of being rescued. I always knew that things could be better.

