On my face are the wrinkles of happy, I don't let sorrow stick around anymore. Though we learn from the ones we envy, our lines are defined by the ones we adore. I've made peace in the turning of pages.... Continue Reading →
Maybe I'll discover my destined life in death, I cannot wait to learn if I chose the right path. In the end, I'll be happy I charged the trail alone, rather than risk the walk with a weight too great to overcome.... Continue Reading →
How long has it been? Toys and tv fall flat. Hope nothing has happened, sure could use a good scratch. It has been a long time. Fake smiles fall flat. Hope tv quells that whine, sure could use a good laugh.... Continue Reading →
When you cut something with scissors, do you move your jaw (as if you were about to chew)? It is really hard for me to even picture this, so I think that's a solid, "no." I may get overly excited... Continue Reading →
My Claddagh ring lost its charm the other day. Literally. But while browsing the latest "hello, I'm single" jewelry selection to adorn my now naked finger, I had to take a second to appreciate the symbolism. Even my ring was... Continue Reading →
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