Home for the Holidays
May whatever door you may enter or exit be the one that leads you home.
Creative Writer & Storyteller
May whatever door you may enter or exit be the one that leads you home.
My son asked me, “Can someone be in slow motion for so long that they could get stuck there?” I told my son that sometimes someone can take a very … Continue reading Stuck in Slow Motion
If we could only be like the trees, we may not be afraid to show our true colors. Could we then be brave enough to let go of what no longer sustains us?
As a woman, it should be okay for me to be high maintenance. It should be okay for me to need care and attention. It should be okay for me to take time for myself.