I still walk down lonely corridors hoping to find you on my next turn. You are never there waiting for me. I hear you whispering my name more often than I care to admit.
It is true. I am a noticer. The one that notices more than I sometimes care to admit. I notice when a smile doesn't quite reach someone's eyes. I notice when a smile is shared only because one was offered. I notice when someone lets go first when I hug them.
Ocean Restoration The only hit I have ever welcomed was the slap of a wave First, my ankles and then my thighs Shocked by the coolness yet I welcome it again and again When my waist is consumed and…
I will always remember fondly a folding lawn chair Pulled up to the edge of a blue plastic pool
No more hurt Or spewed hatred I will return nothing but love From this day forward Reckless mercy has taught me how to love you
About people hiding behind their masks - a great pretender, a person who pretends to be someone they are not, hinders themselves of true happiness.
We sometimes associate certain places with a specific event in our lives. Behold such great childhood memories that never fade.
When you can not go any further, when your body gives out, when pain takes over, when your heart can't do it anymore, never view it as giving up. Today I made the wise decision to stop, catch my breath and let my body heal.
I never want to be known as a liar. Not at 10 or at 43. For sure not at 43. Because I have learned my lesson. I never want to see that look of disappointment on anyone's face.
I want my kids to identify what they like to do, what they believe is fun and what brings them joy daily. And then I want them to do that. To go there. To experience it often. And always want more.