Dear Younger Me: Passion

Dear younger me, Passion is infinitely important, my child. And you are so passionate. I can still see you. There is not an animal you don't think is cute, an essay you don't love to write, or a flower you can't find joy in. For all the battles you've fought, you have an extravagant passion... Continue Reading →

Fighting Goodbye

The three stood in a silent circle, gazing down at the sleepy little dog, lingering in the kitchen like night mist before the idyllic rise of the morning blaze. The silence hung like fog on their skin, in their eyes, in their lungs. As empty as ghosts, as overflowing as giddy children. To be such... Continue Reading →

Dear Younger Me: Pain

Dear younger me, Oh beautiful, I'm so sorry. I could've saved you from so much. So much pain, so much regret, so many painted smiles. You'll write in blood for quite a while. There will be times when you think the bleeding won't ever stop. Know it does; God heals all wounds. Even these. It's... Continue Reading →

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