Getting into the dating scene again is not fun. At least it doesn't look like fun. This is not me I'm talking about. I have a front row seat with popcorn! Although I poke fun at this it isn't a very funny matter. This year was a year of change and "the year of women."
I love being a foster parent. My foster daughter, Gongli, is great. Right now she is sitting across the desk from me pretending that the stapler is a telephone. Oh to be a kid again... And this is exactly how I feel. The other crap I usually worry about is gone and now my mornings are filled with oatmeal and Dora the Explorer.
That's right ProU, in a about a week I'm going to be a mommy! I've been feeling some maternal instincts lately and I thought that maybe it was time to have a bun in the oven. But no, I'm not even pregnant. Out of nowhere, a friend mentioned to my husband that there's an abandoned children's home in my city.
Tonite I was at a gathering of Youth from all over the region of DelMarVa-DC (Deleware, Maryland, Virginia, and Washington DC) when the speaker told about something that happened to him recently at work.
