A few weeks after stepdad passed, she and my uncle (stepdad's brother) went to a shelter "just to look" and came back with a 2 year old full size black lab.
Multiple times a week. Sometimes I’ll be lying in bed with my eyes getting heavy and I’ll deliberately force myself to keep them open because I’m scared that if I fall asleep, someone will break in while I’m sleeping.
I'm still gathering and becoming a part of the writing community here on Tumblr. But when I do have more attention, I hope people feel inclined to tear my writing apart. I'm a novice, and I want to get better.
This book is for fathers, daughters, and readers who value meaningful family relationships and believe that understanding and communication can bring people closer.