the Ghost I Can’t Forget

Some heartbreaks come and go. It hurts for awhile and then the moving on/letting go processes begin to make their way into our lives. The broken heart gains some perspective and starts mending itself.  However, there’s always that ONE person that the brain just cannot seem to forget. That ONE scar on the heart that... Continue Reading →

Twelventures #1: At Home

ButterCup Alley:Flowers are pretty. Some say flowers smell nice. Whatever natural beauty the flowers possessis nothing compared to what they representBecauseWhat is a flower but a promise of Spring?With warmer weather and dying diseaseUpcoming storms followed by easeSoon to see summer and a soul set freeBecauseWhat is a summer but time of freedom?Soaking in a sun filled... Continue Reading →

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