I think of her so often, almost weekly I would say. We spent so much time in the present in our youth but we also escaped together into our futures. She's so much a part of my past, not really my recent past but a past version of myself. Not a part of my future… Continue reading Dirty Diana
Category: teen years
The Little Girls
This concept and or idea of there being many parts to us, that we have past versions of ourselves running around inside our hearts, mind, and souls; for me the little girls of my past, little Becky's that were not honored or seen. The idea of playing as an adult is a bit foreign to… Continue reading The Little Girls
Blind Love
#historicalprose 5/15/2001 So love is blind and now my heart runs free. Only stopping to glance at cowboy and then running off into the sunset. Away from all that is love, I begin to heal and strive to be a part of something beautiful again someday. However, my eyes stay closed, so fearful. I'm no… Continue reading Blind Love
old quotes and looking beyond
I found this journal of my mom's, she kept her own quote book of sorts, I had no idea and sadly and or ironically I have had one that I have filled since I was in my teens. Friends wrote in it, acquaintances, strangers and of course family. I use my quote book so often… Continue reading old quotes and looking beyond
TBT “away from love”
May 3rd, 2001 Perhaps my hatred for her comes out of fear. Fear that she could take away my greatest asset, or maybe that fear I have never spoken of, the one where I often catch a glimpse of my own weakness in her smile. I wish right now that I could get up and… Continue reading TBT “away from love”
Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon
I am a prideful person, not in the traditional way and certainly not in the websters dictionary way. I am prideful in that I will do almost anything to avoid looking like a fool. This is rather is hilarious because most days I am quick to point out my ridiculous ways, somehow drawing attention to… Continue reading Step 1 – Recklessly Abandon
Back in Time..
11.28.2000 While you decide what feelings fit I am lonely. I cry out to you, truly trying to speak in tongues. But all you get is my lips. My destination has altered, I now know your not where I should be going. I keep striving for strength, trying to hold back, but with you I… Continue reading Back in Time..