a poem

the rain always affects me. when im burying myself in work, not taking any time to think, avoiding anything that resembles something thoughtful…. and then it rains. somehow it forces me to stop. to remember. to think through. to cry. to accept. to keep walking with my head held a little higher. or the times … More a poem


i think it’s easy for us, as humans, to hold onto the hard. the hurt. the pain. it’s easy to be swallowed up by it and to see nothing but the tears in our own eyes and the eyes of others. i’m challenging myself to look for the good moments that God gives us, and … More today

let’s remember

i used to think that the world was a beautiful place. when reality hit my little 17 year old self, i was devastated. what happened? what happened to “it’s a beautiful life”? what went wrong? was satan suddenly winning? what was going on? i thought: i had a lot of thinking to do. and this … More let’s remember