Sitting here with my baby girl in the morning quiet, her little voice speaking a language I don't know. Soft golden sun flowing through windows. I'm sick but at peace.
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A year ago today, I texted Bethany for the last time. I never could have known it was my last time. I've wished so many times that I had... -
Life is so tired. Last night was a deep, dark hell for me. I felt like God had abandoned me. I felt desperately alone. I could hardly functi...
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I'm gonna try to write a poem I haven't written in awhile Life is so dang hard right now But to them I'm in denial I play my top...
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