I lay here in my messy room. Dirty and clean clothes balled up and scattered all across the imperfect, hardwood floor. Shoes thrown about here and there. CDs, books, my Bible, and stacks of papers all clutter my bedside table. The mess in here is that of the ruins left by a hurricane. The clothes strewn out all over the floor like debris after a ( Read more... )

QUALITY NOT QUANTITY
The most emotional day of my life happened only about seven and a half short months ago. It was the single most painful day I could ever experience, yet I felt so numb. I felt as cold as the snowy, winter day outside. I never thought it was possible to be so blank with not one thought in my head except, “He’s gone.” That was ( Read more... )

Lying on the couch on my stomach, I hear her little cries. I look over to see what she could possibly want now. There she is holding her favorite thing to sleep with - mom’s slipper. I see her big golden eyes staring at me waiting for my approval, and that long, curly tail swaying behind her. In one swift motion, she joins me on the ( Read more... )

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