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I'm A Foster Mom

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned the fact in any of my writing here on my “Blog” that I am a foster Mom. Yes, a foster mom and so blessed. 806 more words


POEM: FAMINE. . . . . . . .

Water, nothing to drink.

Food, barren land, nought to eat.

Deprivation, starved!


Chapter 7: I Fought the Pie and the Pie Won

I went up against a pepperoni and mushroom pizza and the pizza won.

I’m an emancipated minor, an “adult” barely off his training wheels, and I couldn’t take on and defeat one stupid pizza. 626 more words

Boys With Eating Disorders


Only the truly

starved care not what, how and why.

The “when” is what counts!


Chapter 6: Not Just a Pizza

This pizza I’m staring at should not scare me. It is knowable and understandable, all through the magic of dietary exchanges. I know the role and function of each part, and I know that this pizza is a balanced, fairly healthy meal to eat, as long as I stick to a piece or two. 1,143 more words

Boys With Eating Disorders