To Be Read..

It feels like today should be a Friday the 13th and not a Wednesday. Everything feels dark and foreboding. Like a devastating storm secretly waits on the horizon, hidden by the lie of the sun on my face. My heart feels heavy today. Like it doesn’t belong in my body, it carries too much for… Continue reading To Be Read..

Growth

Putting words to paper right now, even just writing a simple carefree post, feels like a nice deep stretch after a long car ride. I said to my husband last night, that writing after taking an extended break from it, is like working out with muscles you haven’t used in a while. The memory is… Continue reading Growth