We admire the fruit. We forget the seeds. What if we planted one? We have instead of took. A gardener, the mother of many, and yet forgotten, just like the seed. .. A family tree brings so much more than just life. A family tree brings hope for stronger roots, ritualistic seasons, the waxing and... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, and throughout the milestones, I had always held a perfect picture in my heart and mind. Where I would be, who I would be, and who I would be with. No imagination could have created you. Only He could do that, and He did a good job too.
The reflection contains so many flaws She imagines herself differently; She has flawless skin, manageable hair, and nothing has to be plucked. Her instruments cover the sink, objects bought, others handed down. Her own hands cause the most damage. She goes through the motions of covering, taking her time to make sure her imagination is... Continue Reading →
You taught me that fictional characters are living. In the rivets of our imagination, In the fears that consume us, In the identity we claim daily, and the construction of a story we reflect our own perceptions, the fictional characters are us. But the ability to embrace all of their flaws to take ownership in... Continue Reading →