Today has been a bit different. I spent time with the sun and felt the sweet and scary pull of the ocean. I read some of my book. I burned my toes on the…

I walk in each night feeling the guilt leak into the fabric that covers me. I’ve missed some days seeing you. You are there each time, rolling back and forth. The question of who…

Purpose. This word keeps appearing, trying to find its spot in my life. I feel its digging, poking, and choking me with its grip. I almost feel the letters P-U-R-P-O-S-E  wrapping itself around my…

While I do not hold strong opinions, or any opinion, on the matter of “Occupy _______” I did read this in a short story called “Six of One” by F. Scott Fitzgerald and I could…

I figured that writing this publicly would help in no longer concealing my thoughts behind closed doors; as though I were hiding something. We both know that my words can sometimes come out as inexcusable, and,…

Let’s talk about how excited I am to welcome October, and all its promises of change in foliage.

We proceeded to get off of the phone. I ended it with something sarcastic, feeling the pride in me ooze from every crack in my personality. I looked out of the windshield, fought tears,…

Rare is it that I tell you that I love you and that I am thankful. Rare is it that I find the time to spend whether home or through a call just to…

This is how I feel when I tell God that I trust Him.