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December 2017

A Little More Time And One More Chance.

· Happy 2018!   ·

This was a year my feet barely touched the ground. It was an overpoweringly exhausting, soul drenching and heart-gutting year. It was a year of extremes. There was no “in-the-middle” and there was no “even-playing-ground.” There were either really up or really, really down moments … no in-betweens. There were days I had to force…

A Bucket-Full Of Different And A Truck-Load Of Crooked.

· Was another soul asked to be your miracle for Christmas? ·

We are all a little different and a tad-bit crooked at Christmas time. Some are crushingly entangled in the cries of despair as they whisper terrifying secrets of sorrow when no-one else can hear. Despair is heightened at a time that should be substituted with joy and merriment. For some, it may seem as though…

What If?

· Are You The Girl Whose Face He Cannot See? ·

What if you once giddily stood at the altar, before your family and all your friends and vowed that you’d love only your chosen him? That there would never be anyone else again and that you’d love only him until the day you died? What if you wore your gown of white as proof of…

Wait. Just Wait.

· Love will find you, always. ·

There will be days when the heartbreaks of yesterday will catch up with you. Maybe for a moment, maybe for a day, and perhaps, it might just lurk around you for a whole lot longer than is fair to your heart. It might unpredictably, reach you through a song, the mere mention of a name,…

So, You’re Broken?

· But … what if you’re not? ·

What if the brokenness you are feeling right now is nothing more than a side effect of bravery? Of a courage inside of you that has allowed you to embark on the scariest thing in the world, love. What if that so-called brokenness stems from the valor and the beauty of your wide-open arms that…

Let It Be You …

· Who Deserves Him. ·

You see them, so many of them. Those intimidating, golden and sunshine girls that swoon around him while their feet barely touch the ground. And … as though you don’t belong in their sunlight, you make yourself so small and do your best to fade away unseen. You don’t deserve him. You don’t deserve to be…