Every now and then I write a letter about my past. I don't know where it started or how the idea came to be. The base of the letter was to get things off my chest. To often the chaos... Continue Reading →
What are dreams made of? I don't mean the dreams that stir you up at night. Your goals, your aspirations, the things that make you want to get up and be the best version of yourself, those dreams. What are... Continue Reading →
I can't tell you why you're walking through this valley I can't tell you just how long you've gotta stay I can't tell you why your heart feels so unsettled or when this all will change But I can tell... Continue Reading →
From Sand to Gemstones 