I am quickly, (tomorrow morning), coming up on an Anniversary that I don't like to celebrate.
The first paragraph of my book is where it all began...
"to remember love"
The words in this book were born out of a deep, black, bottomless hole
that bore its way through my heart on January 13, 1998, at 7:57 a.m. A
hole that went to the depths of my soul and will never be filled back in.
A hole just a real and unexplainable as each unique sunrise that we
experience every day. A hole always meant to be seen and felt, but
never meant to consume, destroy or bury me in. ~tf
Published on January 12, 2012 19:06