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Loose your Grip

My grip on life was very tight I refused to get hurt surprised by life I chose to suffer to strive if I never got it wrong if I always made things right As long as everyone liked me As long as I never rocked the boat I’d be all right I’ll stay small, quiet Continue reading
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Imperfect Community

Am I not loved by fickle people? Where one lacks another fills Isn’t that community? Surrounding yourself with loved ones imperfect in seasons some may falter and others may rise it is not my place to expect always from any of them You perfectly designed us to give and receive to walk through ups and Continue reading
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Master Weaver

The beautiful tapestry You weave means every hurt was not wasted for me or for them Your hands are magic as they bring good for all Your children even when they hurt one another You do not desire such means but they happen none the less And You see them before they did knowing the Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.


