Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break. (Shakespeare)
POSTED Sunday February 21st
About Me
I'm Andrea. I'm a dreamer, a writer, a former actor, currently work in Higher Education - Nova Southeastern University - as a training developer. Oh, and also, I am Meaghano's Aunt!! <3
This blog will tumble all over the place because, like you, I'm just put here to learn and discover.
Thanks for visiting!
Please feel free to contact me via email: aeoconnel @ gmail [dot] com
"Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'” (The Talmud)
