Howlin’ Trumpets!
My father playing the trumpet, taken the day after his and Greta’s sing-along.
Tag: love
Belonging.
My happiest memory where I felt important that I wish I could relive in time forever was when my best friend sang one of my favorite songs from…
Where I Belong
*Looking at the question of where I find a sense of Belonging- my Feb A.J* I meet these volunteers at a teen hangout place almost every Friday night.…
Where I Feel the Most Safe
I feel most safe in my mom’s house. I feel like I can be myself there, and I feel like no one can judge me. I can do…
