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Where love, heartbreak, and healing live in words
Some of my originals… I know that no one will ever love me as much as you did. So I will just have to do it myself. ————————————————————————————- The thousand pieces of your broken heart fit perfectly with the thousand pieces of mine. ________________________________________________________________ I always knew that I found one half of my heart…
Yesterday, I woke up feeling fierce. The sun was shining, warm and golden, and for the first time in over 340 days, I was heading back to the Harpeth River. I had missed that quiet solitude, the way hiking alone lets the world fall away. The only sounds are the wind through the trees, water…
I tossed and turned last night, waking from a dream about a friend and me in California, laughing as we walked into a Japanese restaurant. She said she had something important to tell me, and then I woke up. It was 3 a.m. I went for water, crawled back into bed, and drifted off again.…
After recently crossing over to the dark side of clean eating, spiritual healing hippie reading, and incessant workout routines and spending time in the country with friends, I decided that the next best step to my journey would be to get a street bike. I’ve had this bike for 3 months, and don’t give me…
A couple of weeks ago, I had a conversation with my aunt about my premature anxiety over finding someone to love, marry, and build a life with. She asked, “How can you ever know if the person you love will stay with you through everything?” It’s a question that has haunted me. Divorce, a fear…
My heart was heavy with guilt and fear. I longed to let go, but their grip was too strong. Unlike before, the pull toward you was not full of laughter or joy. It was sadness. Regret. “My normal fear is of letting go, of being destroyed, being left, things not working… typical.” “And my fear…
