It’s been a long, long time since I’ve written and I mean truly written. So today I decided to speak my truths and there are so many swirling around in my mind that I’m not quite sure where to begin. I guess I’ll write you a letter and just never send it out…nothing could go … Continue reading It’s been a long time…
Category: love
Wolverine is cool but…
I am way cooler. I've had so much time to think this past year and man have I grown up. I hit the rock bottom equivalent of an addict, although I've never had a substance abuse problem, more of an emotional abuse problem. As in, I take a lot. I always felt that if I … Continue reading Wolverine is cool but…
I fell in love once…a short, short love story.
I fell in love once floating down the James River on a boat, a batteau to be exact, named The Bird in Hand. This my friends, is a true story. I can't remember his name, but he took the role so seriously. It must have been the third day or so and I had already … Continue reading I fell in love once…a short, short love story.
Dear, The memory of it came when I inhaled the fumes from the car in front of me at the red light. I'm not sure what it was about that smell that delivered me to the time that I sat up in my bed holding you against my ear waiting to tell you what I feared. … Continue reading
Welcome Home
I'm listening to Welcome Home by Radical Face and these lyrics have always spoken to me. How often I have felt as though I was "choking on the sun" though perhaps for reasons far more dark than the song intended. I don't feel that way anymore. I don't know what I feel anymore. I am … Continue reading Welcome Home
Grace
I've written about it before. It is the thing I struggle with the most in this life. I am trying to apply it today. I had one of those "ah-ha!" moments. It was a sad one, because with all the ability I have to convey with words my feelings there have been times with one … Continue reading Grace
Sentimental girl
I have always been a sentimental girl, but in my own way. I don't really collect things, trinkets or terribly personal items as a habit, but there's this little girl in me that holds on to memories and words with a death grip. You see, my grandfather would always tell me that you were as … Continue reading Sentimental girl
and so it goes…
It is done. I had my conversation and although there was no happy ending, there was an ending. Only my heart doesn't quite believe it. So I do what I always do in my time of reflection and I took it to the ocean. I sat in the rain and watched in awe of the calmness … Continue reading and so it goes…
Listening to my souls voice~
I am doing my best to listen to my soul, my gut, that thing that tells you what you should be doing. I am trying to practice the art of letting go, of patience, of giving up expectation in exchange for peace... but man is it hard. I am having trouble right now reconciling something that … Continue reading Listening to my souls voice~
~All in~
I watch you struggle and I feel it in my bones. It's as if the weight of the heaviness on your heart presses mine in such a way, that my shape is changed by your pain, because I've felt it too. I know how raw this rejection feels. I know what it is like to … Continue reading ~All in~