Sweet girl, Sweet girl, we’ve been down this road. Pick your heart up, dust it off, wring it out and let all the cracks show like a beautiful mosaic stained glass window. Your imperfections, your broken, your pieces are exquisite and although they are not … Continue reading Sweet girl, (open letter to me)
Quite frankly not a topic I ever wanted to discuss, which is all the more reason to put it out there and let the chips fall where they may. I was pretty much forced into this conversation by a seemingly well-meaning gentleman, although the aftermath … Continue reading The ugly truth.
The letter I wish I had written to myself years ago. Dear self, It is ok. All of it. Every last bit of every single thing you have ever been and ever done is ok. There is nothing that defines you. You are limitless and … Continue reading Letter to self