Her heart ached and raced from the thought of another loss nearing. The thick veil, which shaded her heart, began disappearing. She learned how fragile and bold she could be within seconds. She learned a lesson in transparency and being true to herself. Transparency means showing sides of herself she never knew existed. It meant…

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….