Emotional Support Dog?
I was an emotional support child.
Was that no one would ever love me No one would choose me. And it turned out I was right all along.
My child is graduating this May and has been profoundly changed by four years at St. John’s. I sent a child to Annapolis and the adult that is graduating is someone I am awed by, inspired by and am proud to send out into the world with certainty of a purpose filled, meaningful and happy…
Two friends emerged from the dry basin of the Arroyo. One panting heavily, and the other lively, stepping up the rocks in the cracks.