
my dear daughter. her pentax. me tagging along on her urban
exploration of the st.charles riverfront.
inner exploration:
it has been a rough two years in the life of this teenager...
two years that i am now well aware of. for me,it has been
a rough almost two months coming to terms with how i can
make it all better for her. i
cannot make it all better for her,but i
can and will be there to walk with her through the
black holethat she has found herself in. a one day at a time proposition.
a commitment,a choice. right now she comes first. and there is
light at the end of that tunnel.....she sees it, i know its there, so
we keep walking.
just thought you should know.