my heart aches with the tenderness of newfound drops of love….Sept. 7, 2015
the world is what we make of it. we can always find a kindred soul who will push us to grow into someone wiser. Sept. 9, 2015
grief took her hand and led her into the darkness. she was a faithful servant, breathing in the solitude, lettingnher misery rock her to sleep. someday she would crawl back into the light. but not yet. July 30, 2015.
this is how the world felt in the early morning solitude. it took great strength to rise anyway to meet the new dawn. July 29, 2015.