Beaten down, but not broken, though there is still pain inside. She lays restless, yet unmotivated. Knowing that she can't hide. Searching... for passions lost. Desperate to find the light. Stuck, moving directionless, and weary from the fight. Tired, beyond tired, and always so many more places to go. Lost. Searching for answers, to questions… Continue reading Resurgence.
I look at you now, eight years old, when you were once so small. The dreams and fears I've had for you, You have changed them all. So strong, smart, and determined, when I worried you may be weak. You are vibrant, full of life, and caring. In a world that's sometimes bleak. You struggle.… Continue reading Birthday Girl