Posted on May 20, 2008 at 9:30pm
I was having a viciously rough time dealing with human form, and life in density,
and was taking care of my two sons, Gabriel, and Jacob, while their mother was away running errands. We were in the backyard, and Jacob was playing in the sandbox alone. Gabriel saw me sitting on the porch, in a very bad way, (he was about 4) and came up to me, crawled up on my lap, and hugged me. I started to cry because all I wanted to do was Go Home.
He took his tiny hand, tilted my chin up… Continue