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  • A Thousdand Posts, Goodbye.

    It’s fitting that this is my 1000th post. I almost couldn’t type the word, goodbye, in the title. My website domain has expired and it’s time to let this beautiful bloggy home of mine go. I just don’t have the… Continue reading

  • Pieces of You

    There is a darling softness here in the heart. A softness that holds my love for you and all the times your smile held me in safety. I will miss you, always, in the quiet. My heart has grown into… Continue reading

  • Such Love Shines

    These tender nights. This soul that whispers, weary as can be. Such love shines upon the pavement of life. Darlings of mine. How they take this heart, how they shatter the light, that I might be the stars. Continue reading

  • Memories

    But there you are, darling softness. Keeper of my hopes, dreamer of my dreams. How do you hold my heart, this night? Full of dear, sweet memories. Full of dear, dear days and nights gone by. Continue reading

  • Happy New Year

    It’s just gone 12:30, a new year has rolled in. Of all the people I have to wish a dear and beautiful new year to…it is you, bloggy friends. My soul folk. I ache to express what words cannot. I… Continue reading

  • Merry Christmas

    None of it makes a difference to me. Some of you I barely know. Some of you I have known and loved to the depths of my soul. None of it matters. Because each of you has my heart. And… Continue reading

  • I Miss You

    I miss you, my beautiful bloggy friends. My goodness my heart misses you. It is truly a strange thing, that here, more than any other place, my truth shines her beautiful light. Everywhere else on earth, I am partly starving.… Continue reading

  • A Silence

    I am tidying the mess my three children have made. Motherhood has broken me, today. It has hurt me, it has hurt them, and all because I have failed to be perfect. And so have they. But as I am… Continue reading

  • The Soft Things

    The quiet is here and so am I. I will life to slow down, I ache for it; I am not made for speed. I am made for the whisper of the trees, for the silver trail of snails on… Continue reading

  • Small Ball

    Here I am again with nothing to say. How often have I done this, since the birth of my blog? How often have I just been here because being anywhere else hasn’t seemed like an option? Many a time. I… Continue reading