Hopes, Dreams and Ice Cream
A mother has hopes and dreams for her children. I hope they never run out of every last square of toilet paper in the house in the middle of the night and are left hobbling over to the Kleenex box half-asleep, only to find that it’s empty too. I dream that they find a way to express themselves without judgment, and that it never hurts to be exactly who they are. I hope they build their dreams from the ground up, even if it is starting their... Read More
