When I was in college, a track teammate and I had a long discussion while I let her use my laundry room and she made me dinner in thanks. We talked about life and what we have seen and we got to talking about relationships. Not just romantic ones, but friendly and so forth, and … Continue reading Weary
What do you say to the person who you thought was a friend, but is so cold to you now and you don't have a clue? What do you say to those who hate you, blame you, for something you did, or didn't do? What do you say? How do you express what it feels … Continue reading What do you say?
My heart hurts for those in Paris right now. So much has changed in this world; so much anger and hatred, and senseless violence. All those affected, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your loved ones. For everyone ranting and raving on facebook: Now is not the time to sit and rail against … Continue reading To Paris
Is it a click, or a tap, the scratch of pen a distant memory, but the hand is still the same. Yet different, aged, changed, scars remind of youthful pain that has turned into an adult. But the page is still the same; the only one who listens to cries that flowed out of fingertips … Continue reading White Page