Theory of Evolution in practice

MY DARK TIME

December of 1995 I had $40 in my pocket, a one-way Greyhound bus ticket to Florida, pain and deep disappointment in my heart, the pain of two dead children, a simmering rage, and a dream of who I am today trembling within me the way heat shimmers above a desert floor. Deep down inside me I knew this dream would birth itself, and I knew the midwives would be in attendance. It wasn't the easiest of times. It was my Dark Time. From there I evolved with help, lots of help! - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 9.15.12