tgal's Letters
Sleeping in until my heart is content
My kids, my kids, not throwing fits
No arguments please, it’s what I need
Breakfast being brought to me in bed
The food is cooked perfectly
A coffee cup the size of my head
Carmel and hazelnut hits my nose
As I eat, I read my Bible
Soaking in His Holy fire
I climb out of bed
Brush my teeth
Take a long…read more
You hear so many stories that end with
“that could of been me”
“That could of been my reality”
You hear so many stories
That end opposite
Of what happened to you
I was born 1 pound 9 ounces at 26 weeks
With my twin sister who didn’t make it unfortunately
Yet I am sitting here as a 30 year old woman
With a family of my own
You hear so many…read more