There comes a point we must decide to surrender- in that surrender we are handing the battle back to God. We accept our limitations and seek His infinite space.
Poetry | My God
You died. For people like me, and moments like this. Betrayed again by more than a kiss....
Five Minute Friday: “Leave” (A mother’s goodbye)
I suffer from the consequence of my choices, as we all do. Reality smacks me now and then. I decided to seek help and learn but detach from the ravaging effects of addiction. I decided to break my heart.


