As I walk this lonely road hurting and weary, but not defeated to take my place near the golden thrown at the feet where my Father is seated
years have gone by still your scent lingers Even now I feel you in the space between my fingers … your voice is the hint of a whisper softer than the gentlest breeze your touch is that of a phantom that brings me to my knees … the memories that I keep locked away, inside … More Phantoms
So much changes in day, a week, a month or a year. Over the last three years my life has changed drastically. I’ve gone through physical, emotional, spiritual and mental changes. I’ve gone through two battles with NSCLC, still fighting the second. I’ve taken on intense therapy sessions for my DID. I’ve delved deeply into … More Differences
Me taking my insecurities about taking pictures and my hair head on during this road trip down the coast line!
I gave my son, Logan, his middle name after you. In basic you befriended me and you pushed me, you helped save me when I felt abandoned and alone.