Conception - Let's skip this part. Birth - Tiny vulnerable infant not aware of the big, big world. Childhood - Laughter, games and cheer with hits of sorrow that stain my mind. Teenage Rebellion - Hard work, broken hearts alongside musical notes and well kept secrets. College Years - Strong willed, eager, independent responsible adult-ish … Continue reading Milestones
Today's post stems from a question, What is one thing you are afraid to tell people? Generally speaking, I'm a fairly open book. I have no shame in my past; in fact, I am proud of my past because without it, I would not be who I am today. However, there are certain things I … Continue reading I’m Afraid Of…
Have you ever just decided last minute, hey I want to go some place? You weren't worried about how much it would cost or where you would sleep, you just needed to get away. That happened to me three days before Christmas last year. Where I work I get the last week of the year … Continue reading Impromptu Travel
Day to day tasks of life.
855 square feet, two people one cat. Apartment 204 there it sat -- vacant awaiting for life to fill its vast space. Tickle fights, Cat naps, Romantic dinners dressed the walls. There we sat building our Ikea dresser on a Summer's day. Eating our first meal, where we lived together in clash. A year later … Continue reading Apartment 204
Starting over has never been easy for anyone. Yet, here I am facing that wall again. I figured this time I would just write until I couldn't anymore. I'm not sure what this will yield but maybe it will lead to something better. Adulting is no small feat nor can anyone really prepare you for … Continue reading Starting Over
There they met for the first time. She knew he was about to change her world. Alone they talked, smiled, laughed – Without a care. There he picked her up – For once she wasn’t scared. She gave him her 143 that day, He wept happiness – Something he lost a long time ago. They … Continue reading 143.
There you dangle below her chin. Embellishing her neck, like a twinkling star. Dainty like a butterfly, stronger than an oak tree. 26 years of wear, yet still bright silver. There you dangle, making her feel safe. Featured Image.
She grabbed the moon, while the stars fell. The man on the moon, pulled her up. They sat together all night fishing for fallen stars. Not a word was said, but much love was felt.
