My hands are your hands In the daintiness that they lay In the chubbiness that our fingers sit In the thickness that our nails grow Your hands are my hands In the way that you snap your fingers as you dance And flip your long hair And twirl your rings My hands are your hands ... Continue Reading →
Dear Mother, There are so many things that I still wanted to do with you. We always talked about more dances together. We have gone out dancing together twice in our lives. I thought we had so many more late nights left to go. We joked about loving dancing so much, we would go out,... Continue Reading →
After losing my mom, I was flooded with messages from friends and family sending their love and condolences. I found myself finding solace in talking about what happened. In random conversation, I would start to talk about my loss, to anyone close enough to listen. Coworkers in the break room, friends on social media, any... Continue Reading →
I love that I think of you In the moments that I am the most myself In the moments that I am the most bare In the moments that I am just me You pop into my mind I love that I think of you In the moments that I am so passionate When I... Continue Reading →
So, use the time you have together to love each other. Make the time to visit, make the time to call, tell the people you love them when you get the chance.
When you saw the world as beautiful then watched it tear right down the seams Nothing is ever as beautiful As you hoped for it to be
This wasn’t her first time She knew what she was doing to herself What she didn’t know was what she was doing to the ones around her She looked back at a text message “I can’t do this anymore” Unrecognizable She asks “Did I write this? When?!” He tells her “Right before” He tried to... Continue Reading →
I received this message this morning as I woke up and the feeling of constant dread that I have had since taking my NCLEX suddenly faded away. This journey to my RN has been an extremely long one. Not just the prerequisite classes that I was taking in my early twenties, but from the beginning... Continue Reading →
Flipping through the stationary pictures Smelling the dress you left behind Reading the words you left on paper Collecting the scraps of what is left of you All of a sudden I hear your voice Radiating from the pinpoint speakers of my phone I hear your laughter I hear you giggle Tears streamed from my... Continue Reading →
Finally unpacking my life from April Going through the nik-naks Smelling your favorite dress With no hint of you left on it Just the aroma of packing boxes Hint of dust Filtering among the cherished And the heartbroken Pictures that I saw the day we laid you... Continue Reading →
"she was my best friend, nobody knew me down to the depths of my soul like she did and no one knew her as much as I did. If she came to visit me after death, I would know. If she wanted me to know something, she would find a way to tell me. If she wanted to be near me, I would feel her. There is no possible way that her spirit could be near me without me knowing."
Forgive me LORD I do not think I have truly prayed to you Since the day that you took her home It is not for lack of love It is not for lack of want It is not for gain of hatred It is not for gain of loss Maybe I am not... Continue Reading →
Maybe I'll take a page out of your story mother It was beautiful when you played it out in my head Green backdrop Sun shining The smell of pine Or maybe forest The smell of bark Aroma of nature Because you were a wild woman That wanted to be set free Surrounded by... Continue Reading →
In one phone call, my world came colliding down "she will miss you" - he said As a crackle in his voice slipped through the telephone waves Thousands of miles away That heartbreak only took a millisecond to deliver Even at that moment I felt emptiness Yet disbelief There is no way that the fire... Continue Reading →
To the girl I met today, I want you to know, that I feel your torment. In the way that you evade my eyes in the way that your eyes gloss over with the pink tinge of a girl that has cried from the full of the moon till it blessed us with... Continue Reading →