and away i go

and then things fell apart and I became fearless

Jenny Arndt Living

I return. Although I am not sure where I went.   I am emerging from one of those periods of time when life turns in on itself.  I don’t remember exactly when it began but I know it started with tiny explosions.  At first just a few – maybe once a week.  A mini-grenade would detonate – illness, arguments, drama. …

Jenny Arndtand then things fell apart and I became fearless