Grief has its claws in me again. Just as I felt the weight lifting the cord broke and suddenly I am engulfed. Why? I have cried out numerous times today why? Please leave. The weight is too much. My daughter on the way home from school asked to “ go see daddy” my heart sank. … Continue reading Day 583
Day ☝️ I have been so wrapped up in myself lately that I had no idea it was #dare2bare time again! Omg literally my heart sang as I began to see all of you beautiful ladies putting yourselves out there. Last year I grew immensely through this challenge. I found my first taste of self … Continue reading Dare2bare 2018
As many of us have experience my last relationship, although not abusive or cruel in anyway, destroyed most of the “self confidence” I swore I had. It silenced me as it came to a close being that I had no reason to be upset or hold resentment. He treated me well but at some point … Continue reading Day 582
Finding art in a million little pieces..... Journey to my truest self. Many times in my life I have walked away from everything. All comforts of the known and loved in search of my purpose. My journey has been full of twists, turns, roundabouts sending me reeling until finally the sun rises to reveal the … Continue reading Day 581
“I’ve been washed away with everything I’ve ever known.” -La Song (Lewis Watson) Take a deep breath. Stand tall. Be proud. (There is no shame in that.) Life is full of choices. Be that victim of circumstance. Curl into the fetal position. Squeeze your eyes shut as if you hadn’t seen sunlight in decades. Live … Continue reading Day 563
“Maybe I’m hiding behind metaphor. Maybe my heart needs to break to be sure. But I fall in love with a ghost. I lost my balance when I needed it most.” Am I creative? Am I truly artistic? Do I speak words in forms recognized? I feel like a woman in search of her word. … Continue reading Day 545
“God of salvation. You chase down my heart through all of my failure and pride. And as you speak, A hundred billion failures disappear. You lost your life so I could find it here. If you left the grave behind you, So will I. If you gladly chose surrender, So will I. If you gave … Continue reading Day 541
“When the night was full of terrors And your eyes were filled with tears When you had not touched me yet Oh, take me back to the night we met” The failure of the first love post loss is one of the hardest. Like lava in your lungs. All you can do is sit and … Continue reading Day 534
“I finally see myself. Unabridged and overwhelmed, A mess of a story I’m ashamed to tell, but I’m slowly learning how to break this spell. And I finally see myself.” –Sleeping at Last (Three –Enneagram) Art is such a beautiful language In all shapes and forms Making my soul scream, cry, dance without reason, laugh … Continue reading Day 526
My little stud muffin. Oh man. Somehow you are already 4! How does that happen. This last year has been incredibly hard on us both. You and I. We are literally fire and air. I feed into you as you fuel me. We really are undeniably similar. Both stubborn beyond reason. Both imaginative. Both giving … Continue reading Day 525
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