PinnedI Was Born to Write: The Story of a Loner Who Found Her Voice in WordsI don’t talk much. I never have. The world has always been too loud, too fast, and too demanding for someone like me. But words? Words have…Feb 181Feb 181
Haven’t you noticed?I’ve been thinking a lot about us lately, and I have to admit, it’s been hard to ignore the feeling that things have changed. Our love…Mar 9Mar 9
Wherever You Are, Is Where I’ll Call HomeAs I sit here, surrounded by the quiet of the evening, I am met with the gentle whispers of my soul. Whispers that remind me of the journey…Mar 9Mar 9
The Language of AbsenceI remember the days when your presence was my everything. I couldn’t imagine a morning without your smile, a night without your laughter…Mar 9Mar 9
The First Day of March, With a Full HeartThere’s something about the first day of March that settles deep in my bones, something I can’t name but feel all the same. A quiet hum…Mar 1Mar 1
I Am Building the Home I Want to Live InThere is a house in my mind, a space I have been building for as long as I can remember. It is not just four walls and a roof. It is not…Mar 1Mar 1