You know what they say about healing. You gotta dig deep, pull out the mush, lay it bare and let it hit you. You pause, cry it out and stand back up. It's only then that the battle can begin. But what if you don’t get up. What if the baggage is so heavy, it... Continue Reading →
I got a word from my heart.She whispered,'Maybe if you stop searching,you'll find me.'So I took a break fromcertain faces that made mefeel uncomfortableCertain spaces that made mefeel inadequateWhatever it took, to find me.And when I stopped searching -I found herwaiting for her prodigal partto return home.