Scars

I don’t tell many people this—not because I am embarrassed, but if people don’t ask, I don’t feel like I need to tell them. I was born with a cleft nose. From what I understand, it’s a cleft lip or palette that didn’t form all the way. So, when I was born, I was born

Graduation

Yesterday, I opened my writing chest, and on top was this picture… It’s hard to believe it’s been 11 years. I don’t feel like it’s been that long, or that I am an 11 year graduate.  Maybe it’s because I don’t age, or because I believe that age is just a number. I do not