Farewell, My Darling Loves. Sticky and sleepy, I waved the keycard in front of the suite and told myself to inhale as I entered the room. A giant tub and standing shower to my left, adorned with a white, plush robe, waiting for me to take off my New York. And put on my Mexico. I smiled at the thought and took a few steps to the living and sleeping area that was definitely not a one-size-fits-all but more of a too-big-for-one. Imagining what my life in New York.

Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Allow the Lord to have and hold you close. I stand in the gap so that Lord you will heal their hearts and free my burden for them. May you also receive more of me in worship for your glory. Mama, he is still the 1! I remember tryi.

Letting go; Part two. Here you are, my darling. How familiar it was to float through life day after day cloaked in armour woven out of pain and solitude. How its long fingers curled mercilessly around your throat, choking your ability to speak, or even dream of speaking. How ugly it was to be enslaved by your own mind. In darkness, that first kiss made you feel less than deserving of a love engulfing as it is n.