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The Man Who Stole My Words— Part I.

He asked me to speak— I opened my mouth, and from his heart each of my words dropped. I guess they meant more to him then I knew… (that’s the problem with words. Once they fall out— You can’tput them back). Then again, he asked me to speak— As if, I had words.

Let’s Swing :)

Some days you just need a good swing and dirty feet— because life is too magical to stay rooted on the ground.

Real Heart

“Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.” ― Clive Barker, Days of Magic, Nights of War

Breezy

Understanding who she is is to want to see her again. The smallest details of our time are the thoughts that haunt my day. She laughed and pushed a strand of hair from her face. She clapped and whispered, this is one of my favorites. She looked into my eyes and made me understand. —The […]

Gonna put the the world away for a minute…

…Pretend I don’t live in it Sunshine gonna wash my blues away Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky Never been so happy Never felt so high And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise. You never know until you try When you lose yourself You find the key to […]

The Girl Who Couldn’t See Skin

She loved him—no one knew why. “He is not of her equal; not of her kind.” But what no one knew was this: She was partially blind— She was the girl who couldn’t see skin.

A Simple Lesson with Mia

I took my three year old niece to see the new Disney film ‘Planes’ this afternoon. A simple dialogue between us, left me happy as I realized, “The break is the courage coming to life. It’s not the end. In fact…it’s onlythe beginning.” I sat in the theatre mesmerized. I wasn’t broken— I was brought […]

I Wasn’t Born to Stand on the Sidewalk

“It’s like I get into a roller coaster, and sit there while it goes up and down and upside down and sometimes I get thrown out and I hit my head, but I crawl back in again and the moment I’m back in, it just keeps on going and going again…all of this, so I […]

Pretty Little Liar

I was never sad. I lied. After all, you gave me all your pride. The pity party, that you threw made me fall in love with you. And when you broke my heart, I realized the tables must be turned— But if truths be told I’ll tell you this: I was never sad. I lied. […]

Love is simple. Love is: Mom

It’s not the fact that she’s my Mom. It’s the unconditional way in which she loves— so flawless, as if she did not see all of me— because she only reads the best of me. It makes me feel as if She is too good for me… Yet I am not, because… to her— I […]