SURRENDER. FIND THE BEAUTY.

Late in evening, early in the morning, in the middle of the night; it strikes without warning. Like a sucker punch to the stomach, it hits you; leaving you doubled over, and gasping for your breath… Like cement blocks tied to your arms and legs, It weighs you down, determined to keep you in bed. […]

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MY MOTHER, THE HURRICANE

***small/ wicked major amendment*** “To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.”-Maya Angelou You, my mother, are like a hurricane. You possess an unexpected and remarkable amount of energy, you are indestructible, and ALWAYS the “eye” to my typhoon. Yes, the calm to my crazy. Oh, and you […]

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