Wading Into the Darkness
They both have the kind of smiles that spread wide across their face and make their eyes dance like the first fireflies of summer. Their hugs are where, in times of emergency, I want to shelter in place. They are two of the great loves of my life. They both have the golden heart of a hippie and a love of blue jeans that I'll never understand. One helped put me back together when after the other one broke me into a million pieces Only one of the two remains today. My mom has
