Monday Mayhem – Look up at the sky
When I was a little girl I would lay on the grass and gaze up at the sky and wonder if anyone could see me down here. I would watch the clouds move and wonder where they were racing off to so fast. Those moments were an escape from the chaos of my life. My mothers depression, my fathers suicide, my stepfathers alcoholism, my sisters fears. In those moments all the yelling and hitting would vanish and it would just be me and the sky and the clouds community together in silent