YOU ARE MY HOME

Home. It isn’t a place. I stood looking at all the boxes I just packed and put into storage. Boxes of stuff I don’t have an immediate need for. Boxes of time and money spent on things to make life easier and hopefully happier. Too many years searching and collecting the wrong things. I went…

MY PROMISE

I can’t promise tomorrow That it will be void of sorrow But I can promise my smile My listening ear, my arms Hugs full of loving strength Standing in wait to renew you A friend here to help mend you Give me your heart to protect Until you can stand again Until you have strength…

A MOTHER’S COMPASSION

Written by: Amanda Eifert Blogger at: MandiBelle16   When I was about four-years-old, my Mom, my brother Justin, and I, arrived home to our condo after errands my Mom had needed to run. We started to get out of our van when a woman approached my Mother. The woman desperately needed money so she could…

I NEED… REST

Written by: Sarah Fader Author of Old School/New School Mom Inside my body I ache The door is open I stand outside of it The cool draft comes fast faster I feel it I don’t know how to make it stop make it stop I can’t make it stop the wind is so cold it…

TOOK AWHILE

  It took awhile The beginning of us It took years of waiting To press play I could feel you Part of my world Waiting somewhere To be a part of mine I could sense you Your heartbeat Strong and solid Sometimes failing Sometimes broken Sometimes shattered I could feel you Putting it back together…

SHE IS MY LOVE

She doesn’t think about tomorrow Or fret about what life has in store Right now, she just believes in me   She doesn’t think about the bills Or worry which brand is cheaper Because, for now I am her needs   She doesn’t understand my reasoning For denying her so many of her desires But…

TO BE YOURSELF

TO BE YOURSELF Written by Sandy Ramsey Blogger at: An Honest Sinner   One of the most difficult ideas for me to grasp in this life has been the concept of how to be yourself. When you grow up without the advice to do such a thing or any idea of how to begin, you sometimes…

AND I WILL BE NEW

I wrote this in April 2015 but it feels appropriate for today.  See you next in 2016.   xoxo Hasty After all the kicking And our bones Are finished breaking After all the cutting And our souls Are finished carving After all the crying And our tears Are finished shedding After all the burning And…

TO BATTLE LOVE

  It’s nothing new We will survive Time and again in fact Surviving is how we do Our heart hits a snag Sometimes scratched Torn, shredded Broken in two Occasionally blown to bits But the truth is We will all die With a broken heart If we are lucky enough To have battled love