REMEMBERING LITTLE GIRL IN ME
That little girl in me is still listening to me, to all the things, words, expressions. She still wants to be babied. She wants to be cared. She wants to be the most wanted....
Diary
Unfiltered thoughts. Quiet nights. Pages no one interrupted.
THE POWER OF HOPE AND LIFE’S LESSONS
We humans have a great sense of hope — hope that it will make sense, hope that we will get what we long for. And someday, somehow, it does too. The universe grants us in mysterious ways, but not in the way we thought....
A BOY WITH HIS DIARY
Some memories don’t stay because something big happened. They stay because of a feeling that you never fully understood....
LETTER TO MY GRIEVING SELF
Oh you poor little soul, sweet sweet angel, I wish I could hold you tight in my arms, hold your kiss your crying eyes. But even let you go, I know you are such a strong wise caring woman. Everyone sees that part of you. But you are also a scared girl, still hoping to see your dad one more time....