Portraits of Love

Every day. Four eyes hit me with judgment and love. Dark lashes fan the flecks of green and yellow floating in a sea of amber. Love. Striking out of a pool of black. Forgiveness. But, as they grow I forget that they were always doing this. Waves of black and brown frame her face insteadContinue reading Portraits of Love

To Warm the Soul

So when I read through all different kinds of blogs, I found myself laughing, nodding, and often-enough crying.Continue reading To Warm the Soul