The diary of wife, mother and failed domestic goddess in Africa. The face of an unknown child smiles from the pages of newspapers or a television screen. And then the face vanishes and the next news item is highlighted and you get up to make a cup of tea or let the cat out or fix supper. Since last Thursday, I have. The scaremongers would have us believe.

Today was sanitation graduation day. Most of the students arrived early, dressed in their finest clothes. The students had other plans. Our group needed to catch the bus to Lusaka so we tried to make a hasty exit.

Born in Columbus, OH and Raised in Huntington, WV. weve been living in Richmond for the past 7 years! 160;I love tattoos, self expression, and the love and pains this life brings. Because THIS is life, and it is GOOD! View my complete profile. Sunday, March 2, 2014. The evolution of an ink lover. This morning while showering, I began tracing mentally the process of me becoming moderately tattooed over the last 20 years. Why in the shower? NO Did I know the artist? NO Holy dumb move Missy! Anyway, I found .

Saturday, February 8, 2014. I find myself again, awake. Somewhere that I have no business being. In the waking hours it is easy to stay away. But here in the dark, in the night, listening to the rhythmic breathing of my love beside me. He needs to go to the ER. They proceeded to tell me that his symptoms could be that of a stroke and they would n.