PART 2 [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECRYJYAOu0U[/embed] We were puddle jumping in New York for Thanksgiving Coat held tight against me The view and lights Romancing themselves into me. At one moment during the trip the boys were wrestling with Derek on the grey living room rug. Wren lay close by waving her little hands frantically in the air in...

I’ve always changed my hair. From long to short and color to color. It seems to always match the better part of my personality. Like a chameleon my hair parallels my moods. I've had dreadlocks before (over 10 years ago) and Derek pushed me into doing it again. We were rolling...