The plan is, I am going to do a grief counselling course with Bonnie Babes before the year is out. There is one coming up, my registration is almost complete for it. I'm nearly in.
That's the plan.
I am going to have to take one helluva deep breath and just.... do it. I want to give more. And this is how. I know now. Partly, this is how.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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