A novel in progress with toddlers in tow. It begins with a body of a young, beautiful woman.

Finding Myself After Losing Weight. Diving in the Deep End of Life.

A fusion of ideas, events and encounters in life combined into a single unified entity. A message from the Unborn. On June 30, 2015. It waited for a long time in its yearning to see the light. It cannot pursue because you have abused the time it is suppose to reveal itself. Red and White and White and Red. It drowned toxins in itself. Now, it has to come in unnatural way. You suffer in distress and adversity and question yourself. Is it really meant to be? Do you hear its howl? Message from the Unborn.

A little bit of me. For those of you that still bother to read my ramblings, Thank you! This post is much more personal than I usually write. My Neglected Blog-100 Posts! August 5, 2016.

On Dear Future Me Tag. On Dear Future Me Tag.

To qualify, before I begin. I believe that mistakes should be turned into gifts. We should make mistakes every day. Posted in Sex and Relationships.

Helping her, and myself, deal with the heartache. I told him to never speak to me again. And I told him to never look at me again. So he avoided my image. Because he knew his gaze would find me suffering. I told him to never say my name.