I’ve been told many times that I shouldn’t have to control every aspect of my life. That I shouldn’t have to protect myself from the unknown. That I need to let things change my life. But I’m in love with my life. And I don’t want it to change. And I guess that is where…

Any questions?

Love made me feel like I knew the answer. But when I raised my hand, I was the only one in the room.

Unspoken home.

The future awaits. The long, head-aching days. The joyfully bright, sunny days. They’re all waiting to happen.   The twists and turns that life takes us on lead to a greater road that takes us home.   And the best part is we get to choose. Who we love, how we feel, what we do….


Why do we call it love when the only passionate interaction we have, is when anger is exploding from our words?


It must take a lot of effort to overcome the complications and replace the negative with patience, forgiveness, and love and still make it look easy.


We are just piles of stardust that are capable of loving. Loving someone more than we can love ourselves. A love that is so powerful, it scares us. And out of insecurity, we hide it. But love doesn’t go anywhere. It will always be there.