I was going to write another peppy post about what was great about last year and what I’m looking forward to this year...
It wouldn’t be very authentic. Because I’m struggling. With health, with hope, with knowing what to do in ANY AREA of my life. I feel lost, floating in a dark place; I don’t know where I am, how big this place is, how to get out...
Sarah Awa lives in Ohio with two hairy guys and writes books about werewolves.