Because, in my experience, the things that crop up like that are not typically coincidental, I sat with that a minute. A number of things come up.

Irreparable, are the expanses of her contours. In a world where the wind owns our Marilyns, how dare we leave virgins outside for the prowl. Inch by inch, we alter life as we know it. And then we ponder why blisters are forged from our unknown. Perfection was not to be our destiny. Progress, the only target we should harbor. Fears of fortitude, pronounced more by uncertainties.

A journey of Life, Loss, Hope and Strength. I know its been a while since my last post, and I promise I did not just vanish! I just needed some time to myself and to continue in my healing process. I have since removed some negative people from my life and have continued to move forward step by step, even if that meant baby steps.