21/30 Innocence is given And innocence can be taken It will involve both hell and high water to restore It will take grace upon grave to restore It will be constant reminders of what you no longer have but you are not what was taken from you You are not what was taken from you

20/30 I will write about the hard stuff I will write the words that cannot be bow tied or dainty Cannot be hidden behind pretty and safe I do not write to be safe — I write to be free

Have you ever had that moment when… you know you need to go somewhere because something is waiting for you or someone you have no idea exist but someone you’re supposed to meet will also be there? As if a place could call you, beckon you to it and you—with no real idea as to why, […]

19/30 That — wake up early to say good morning to the sun, eat a bagel, drink a latte and then go to yoga kind of life. That wine and twinkle lights- belly laughter and necessary tears- late night drives to no where kind of life That write underneath the stars because my goodness you’re […]

18/30 the art of loving a cactus  You have been hurt You have built walls That does not mean you are impossible to love this will only be proven until someone is not alarmed by the walls comes along someone who see barriers as invitation that only few are welcome But will do whatever it […]

17/30   Lord these gifts and these words mean nothing if they are not wholly surrender to your will I am nothing but a walking mouthpiece of emptiness If there are not reminders and depth of truth in my tone I would rather be silenced than you not know that these gifts aren’t my own […]

16/30 And though he said it was finished, it was not quite done — Because the story is not over, your story is not over he is not done with you   So get up and dance in the freedom of knowing And being known by God Get up and dance In this love — […]

15/30     I panicked when I thought thursday was your birthday so I double checked and realized i was only using that as an excuse to say, I miss you    

14/30 Lord these gifts and these words mean nothing if they are not wholly surrender to your will  I am nothing but a walking mouthpiece of emptiness If there is not a reminder of truth in my tone I would rather be silenced Then have you not know that these gifts are mine And these […]

13/30 watch how the flowers do not apologize for where they grow take in how they outstretch themselves towards the sun with no regrets they do not worry about the others sprouting around them — they only know how to be their own kind of beautiful we could learn a thing or two from them […]