Rather than heavy words and even heavier thoughts and feels, maybe just a bit of cuteness!
Tag: forgiveness
Flight 56.
I ascended slightly. I wanted to feel the pain of the full wind coming at me. I wanted to test the strength which I knew I had and therefore, was no test at all.
Winter or Spring?
Spring approaches just off the horizon.
Forty Eight Degrees
I was so wrong. I regret my lack of understanding and effort in beginning on the ‘open roads’. They were my roads. And yes, others were on the same road. They too began where I began, travelling, lookinf for their one road. All of our roads began as one.
How to Navigate the Magical Flight of the Awkward: “Well, why don’t you find out?”
As I talked, I still felt a bit like the observer, documenting myself and my actions while reminding myself to speak not as a victim but as a proud woman and graceful lady.
the brick dandelion 