The following post is a poem written by my best friend. I wish I could display some of his choreography on here but words will have to do. He is perfectly imperfect and strives to be his own strength in the most beautiful way! My lighthouse light Is shining brighter than white Can’t you see…
Another joint post! I had a hard time with this one because I felt like adding anything would take away from the beauty of his poem. Well so I guess this is two poems for the price of one! Hope you enjoy! by Brainsnorts and HastyWords. Curse the glass Of the clock, preventing me from…
Inspired by a loved one but dedicated to all of those people in the world who don’t give up. I know depression is a cycle, it is hard to be around, to witness, to be sucked into. Many times watching someone go through depression makes you exhausted and leaves you feeling helpless. But words do…
So I just discovered spam thanks to http://edwardhotspur.wordpress.com 540 spam comments. I have decided spam is good for my ego. All of the spammers talk about how amazing my blog is and how useful it is to their everyday lives. I mean most of the spammers are foreign and probably can’t read my blog but…
I am not a girl anymore. I know I am long past that part of my life. It is good though, to go back and visit her. My best friend helps me to stay in contact with her. I think part of why I enjoy his company is his youth…I lost mine…so I borrow his. …
What came first the chicken or the hate? I would venture hate and the poor chicken just got stuck on the wrong side of the road. Seriously, what did the chicken ever do? I mean some business owner has an opinion, donates profits to organizations of his choosing and the world goes bat shit crazy! …
People who know me or know OF me are always surprised when I tell them I am very socially awkward. Being social takes a whole lot of bravery and constant mental pep talks. For a very long time I was content just working, being a wife, going to school and then one day it included…
At the same moment I was saying a mutual goodbye to my best friend this morning I received a text from “Froggie”. About a week ago I wrote a post I dedicated to him and his family “A CORINTHIANS KIND OF LOVE”. His text told me his father has passed away. I am sad I…
I was watching a movie today where a woman fell into a frozen pond and was fighting for her life to resurface. It was stressful to watch and hit a nerve somehow; I was anxious and felt overwhelmed for a moment. Once the movie was over I sat thinking about how this movie, the particular…
I have had time to reflect on my lastest posts and the comments they inspired. Even though my previous posts were born out of lonely thoughts they ended up sparking conversations in my head that didn’t feel nearly as lonely. I am thankful at this moment for those who took the time to comment. If…
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