I was eleven when my dad started drinking again.
Even worse, he had an affair.
Even worse, I was a daddy’s girl.
Even worse, my household was emotionally abandoned by its protector.
Even worse, I started chasing men to fill that void of love.
The LOVE that you can only get from a FATHER.
Even worse, I let them abuse me.
Even worse, I dropped o…read more

I like to be quiet.
I like to get lost in the wrinkles that hug a strangers eyes and wonder how much time he’s spent in the sun. Did he live by the sea or get a chance to hold the hand of the one he loved under that same sun that embedded itself around his eyes?
I like to sit quietly in the loudness of a busy dirt road in a foreign land and make u…read more

When I am asked what my goal is for this new year, I’d like to ask a question of my own first;
Have you ever looked into the eyes of a stranger and were told a story without words?
Have you ever seen the depths of one’s heart from a passing glance?
Eyes tell the truth.
If you dare to look.
Have you ever looked into the eyes of a stranger?
I hav…read more