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My Personal Pandora’s Box

It hits at the most inopportune time. Before you go to bed after a long laborious day at work. As your feet hits the docks on your way for a boat ride. Descending the stairs to the pebbled beach. As... Continue Reading →

The Sun

Dear Mr. Sun, I almost didn't go out to see you today. Almost. It was hard to go today only because change is not my forte. But, you see, sir, I miss the sunshine. I felt your rays beating on my... Continue Reading →

Being Educated

Last night I was talking to my best friend and realized that I was shaking. We were laughing about how measurements need to be done correctly, how tired she was, and you know, what friends talk about. Then it hit... Continue Reading →

My Reflection

I just saw my reflection blink. I stand before the mirror and look into the eyes that stare back. Some days I don't recognize the girl that stares back. Some days she is my best friend. Other days she mimes... Continue Reading →

Calm Before The Storm

Calm Before The Storm The rain has begun to fall As it does before the storm The wind carries its scent As the temperature begins to warm. The birds begin to look for shelter As they begin to feel the... Continue Reading →

Dear M.D.

I've never really addressed you. I always skirt around what you do to me. I always pretend that I am ok. After all, I am a fighter, is that not what fighters do? I always try to put band aids... Continue Reading →

Storm Warning

Earlier this month I talked about the struggles of fighting my depression. This month seems to be exceedingly harder than most. While I have a job I mostly love, my husband is getting healthier and stronger, my faith is looking... Continue Reading →

The Setting Sun

The sun has set on the first half of the year. I traveled most of the day today willing to spend even just a few hours with my mom. I left my home with the sun on my back warming... Continue Reading →

Loves Sunset

Darkness. It's like drowning but with no water. No matter how hard. No matter how fast. You are still a broken daughter. Heart. Shattered into tiny diamonds. Piece by piece. Sharp as knives. Left with the unnaturally, unwanted silence Mind... Continue Reading →

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