I wasn’t going to write this entry. I didn’t believe the memory deserved my head space or the time that I’m now taking to write it. But then I remembered why I write. With the stroke of a few keys, it becomes therapeutic for me and it sometimes inspires others. So here it goes… I remember an ex professing his love via text. “I’m in love with you. I would stop everything to be with you, if you wanted,”...


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This blog is a home for my thoughts and my heart. It's a sounding board for the daily conversations I have with myself.
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