You died While I Was Making Ponytails
You died while I was making ponytails. Not too tight, just the right amount of fine, wispy locks swept up in each. Perfect. Pretty as a picture. I never even knew you. Saturday… Continue reading
You died while I was making ponytails. Not too tight, just the right amount of fine, wispy locks swept up in each. Perfect. Pretty as a picture. I never even knew you. Saturday… Continue reading
Walking into our hall bathroom tonight as I did my last round of mom pick-up throughout the house before calling it a night. Trying to remove the sticky fingerprints on the fridge, recalling… Continue reading
Be who your heart knows you are, at any cost- at all costs. Be willing to do what’s in your heart. You will never regret it. Regardless of who or what tries to… Continue reading
Please don’t pop my balloon. Instead, I ask that you hold the string tied tightly to my heart and come along with me. Don’t pull me back down to earth, even when you… Continue reading
I feel like all to often we listen to outside sources, rather than ourselves about what this life should be and look like. We tell ourselves there will be time later to hear… Continue reading
This piece is in honor of so many dear friends of mine who are currently in the fight of their lives. Struggles can try to drown you, they can often feel like they… Continue reading
Hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for now. Hope for more. Hope for change. Hope for what doesn’t. Hope for what must. Hope keeps me alive. Hope keeps me going. Hope walks alongside me… Continue reading
If money was no object, what shape would your heart bleed into? If consequence was no matter, what desires would your heart discover? If judgement was no facade, what truths would your heart… Continue reading
Spicy, puffy eyes this morning. Mortified to walk into my still new office full of strangers wearing my hurt all over my face. No turning back now. The windows of this soul were… Continue reading