Sometimes even GUARDIAN ANGELS need to ask for help.
My husband called, said turn on the TV.
I saw the second crash. I couldnt get the FIRE out of my head. I went to my studio. Started painting. My head was on FIRE, my heart was on FIRE, it seemed as if my brush had a will of its on and it was on FIRE.
Are my children all right I need to call my mother, my sisters, all my friends. Are they OK Will we ever be all right again