The words escape my mind as steam from a hot shower evaporates on a cold winter's day. Eloquent descriptions of what I view in my day to day appear in my thoughts like a blinking cursor waiting to be moved onward, a pen itching in my hand to be scratched upon paper, and yet the … Continue reading Cling
An excerpt from my journal.. October 18, 2018 Today is Brenner and I's fourth year anniversary! I love him so much. More and more every day. Last night I tossed and turned most of the night. I was so tired, but I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing. We spoke to ****** yesterday and they … Continue reading My Journal
Like a knife slicing through butter, I stepped out of my house and into the crisp yet somehow damp with humidity morning. It's not abnormal for Texas to provide such paradoxical weather. I clomped over to my car door and noticed a butterfly perched on the handle with outstretched wings. Instinctively I froze and gently … Continue reading Open your Hands
