You know that scene in a really good movie, the part where bits and pieces of the story thus far Continue reading
It may take unpacking a few heavy loads of obligation, perhaps releasing some baggage of shame or possibly letting go of something I’m clutching onto that is preventing me from movement – but I must not stop laboring – my will must survive in order to move my weak heart towards the healing she so desperately hopes to grow into.
This is what fighting for life looks like.
My wedding day was a day of hope for all the single ladies of the world. All the single ladies. Continue reading
I have been led astray. I have been lied to. My identity has been shrouded for most of my life Continue reading
Are you a lover or a fighter? Well, I guess I’m a little bit of both. I’m half Italian and Continue reading
For my friends with overflowing hope: You, who cannot help but seep out supernatural optimism and light; you, although bombarded Continue reading
“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.” – Desmond Tutu In Continue reading
I’ve been witness to a force surrounding me, an energy buzzing about within my space, over the past several months. Continue reading