On Learning To Survive The Winter
Day by day, enduring his worst, my core rooted in the beautiful earth began wavering.
Strong like bourbon, sweet like tea!
Day by day, enduring his worst, my core rooted in the beautiful earth began wavering.
She is not hesitant to say what she means.
Unfortunately, I knew no other way.
Growth and change are good, recognizing you believed something once and find it not to be a truth any longer means you are doing the work of living.
Trust it. Awareness. Curiousness. Belief. Leap. Change.
She stayed, she listened, she accepted. She loved me when I did not know how to love myself.