You carry on…

My enigmatic miracle of a daughter, you're the one that lived on. So live. Home is where you make it, my love. The heart is what you fill it with. Let my love to you, be your love to you. Let my voice be your guide. No matter where you choose to be, I will...

Burning

One of the best things I know how to do is write. It is one of the things I do when I cannot scream. When I cannot describe the depths of the things I feel. There is a volcano in my chest. Waiting to erupt every now and then. Sometimes, I am proud of the...