Paving A New Road.

It’s hard to keep paving a new road towards your dreams. You may make decisions you’re usually not comfortable with. You may have to battle your fears daily and take leaps of faith. You may have to use your, “20 seconds of absolute courage” more often and open up to people. It’s unknown terrain and…

The Beach House

This is a little old I wrote it for my Godmother, it brought me comfort to re-read. I wanted to re-share here and dedicate it to anyone dealing with a loss whether fresh or old, hang in there ♥ The beach is where I imagine she’d be, with the sound of her footprints scrunching down…

Short Story Excerpt.

Lately, I’ve been struggling with the plot of a new short story. Trying to write a deep and meaningful character. Today I was reading what I’ve written and this stood out. I don’t know if it will fit with the story I’m trying to write. However, I immediately fell in love with writing again. ♥…

Shattered-Short Story part 1

Shattered. We’ve driven by this place a few times; the windows are now all shattered which just confirms to me that it’s vacant. I’ve been in town for twenty-four hours and there’s an itch for me to return. As if it’s calling me begging me to walk inside, I promised I would never step there…

Hold My Hand

Hold my fragile hand for a little while and don’t hover over me just because I’m small. Crouch down to my level and don’t be mad if my hug pushes you to the floor it just means I love you. Hold my fragile hand and I’ll show you all the signs you ignore throughout your day….

The Mask

Don’t wear a mask and hide the pain. Let it out and don’t muffle that voice Let it all out uncensored and raw. Let it all out so it won’t haunt you when you think it’s gone. Take off your mask you’ve got nothing to lose. Take off your mask because you have only one…

The Drive

Even a simple drive on the seaside road with music blasting on the radio was calming. Her lips curved into a smile as tiny raindrops splattered on the windshield. It was exactly the kind of view she craved for, probably because recently her life had seemed more like a race than a calm journey. Something…

The Wave

They told her to ride the waves but she was too afraid to so she grabbed onto whatever she could see. She sensed the sinking. She sensed the cargo on her shoulders become tighter as she went lower. She screamed to no avail, she un-clenched some of the overbearing load she’d been carrying. They made…