falling in love with being alive
In a world of black and white, I curse myself for being grey. Yet if I were made to stand out, why do I try so hard to fit in? What is it like to lose your identity? What happens when you feel your individuality becoming that of your day to day routine? When was... Continue Reading →
I see you there.Why do you always come in the darkest times?Lightning will crash and thunder will roar; you do not seem to shudder in this storm.The wind will billow, the rain will claw at the windows; yet you stand unmoved.The oak down by the creek, will ache and moan and wish to be free,... Continue Reading →
I know not if it is a curse or a blessing to feel everything so intensely, while simultaneously feeling nothing at all.
Everyone has a past, and everyone is tending to their own gardens.
You can either sprout with bitterness, or grow with grace.
The Bible has a lot to do with forgiveness- so you think it would be so much easier.
Every day I remember how lucky I am to be here, and I will never stop being thankful.
The things I do are not what make me who I am.
We deny ourselves happiness because we do not know how to be happy.
A Daydreamer's Reality 