articulate in this particular time in recovering from I hope only mischief to myself in the form of those pesky bugs that sometimes lay us low ...
The phrases and sentences through the fog of strong Meds ... the way forward in dealing with the inadequacy of a system that just does not work entirely for spectrums of society .... The process and progress outwardly to the inner...
And how to deal with the haunts and taunts from a time in no less than just turning the other way ... the sands of time in how certain professionals dealt with what to anyone was an over whelming situation ... A hubby left in tears, pain and worst of all no one believed he was dying ...
those that later said it was less stressing for him to be at home .... What Home .... where was home ? It was a store house ...
... on the other hand so many whys ... from an Autumn to a Winter and how what and never!
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