"I'm not sure where we went wrong," says Ellen McCormack, nervously fondling the recycled paper cup holding her organic Kona soy latte. "It seems like only yesterday Rain was a carefree little boy at the Montessori school, playing non-competitive musical chairs with the other children and his care facilitators."Be sure to read the whole piece here.
"But now..." she pauses, staring out the window of her postmodern Palo Alto home. The words are hesitant, measured, bearing a tale of family heartbreak almost too painful for her to recount. "But now, Rain insists that I call him Bobby Ray."
Dude, Happy 1030th page view ... Here's to the next 1000! :)
ReplyDeleteOver 1000 views, and only 950 of them from me hitting the "refresh" button! :-)
ReplyDeleteJust kidding. Thanks for the props! :-)