Sharing words that travel through me. These secrets of mine none can know. Their harbor slowly kills me though,. A little more each day, each year. Thusly I remain, stuck right here. All hope is gone no end is near. Lost no matter the path I take. This maze of secrets built with fear. Though none are left whom I might trust,. Self included, although I must. No more tears have I left to weep. This journey mine, this trip to dust.

My thoughts about homeschooling, health and fitness, being an expat, kids and just life in general. My personal Lifestyle Blog! People come and go in your life. Each of them teaches you something. Under Picks of the week 2015.

Poetry, creative writing and a desire to inspire. Silence is calling out to me. So my voice goes silent tonight. I breathe the atmosphere in deep. And go out and lose myself in the stars. God, take our breath away. Show us how large the world becomes. When the spirit of love is at the forefront. You created us a sky.

These nuts are small! Hi, my name is Renee. My fake trip to the mall. When first impressions go bad. Also, my boss was sick today, so he went home almost as soon as he came in.

Both with our own scars. That grab a hold of us. And drags us back to that. Each day, more and more of. In one explosion after another. Our eyes both cold and. Looking off into some far off. We both fought that childhood. Both lost a part of who. They were and were to.

Just to let you know. Roll me in the earth and leave me to grow. Where things are meant as they are meant. And seen as they are to be seen. Let this life mean more than only I. Reach me to a place of substance. A place of uninterrupted reverie. It is just that kind of a day! Light, Love and Happiness my friends! January 11, 2017.

Inspiring personal growth through poetry and writing. Sign up for a newsletter. Is made of tears,. No bricks, no wals. And recklessly try to climb. But day retreats, cowardly, in guilt,. Quilted with shy stars and mourning moon. And I say, restore and watch. Like fireflies caught in the rain. Distant, but intense,. Snow rolls in between breasts. Of this curvy city,.

Live in the moment with a grateful heart. To Grow, Take Accountability. When you realize that everything springs only from yourself, you will learn both peace and joy. If we admit our mistakes, we find out our weaknesses. And If we discover our weaknesses, we know what we need to improve to better ourselves. That is the only way for us to take full ownership of our lives.